Feb 03, 2004 13:46
I prayed for you last night. I asked that you always be kept safe. That you always know how much I love you. Will always love you. I asked for you to be taken care of, because if I can't do it myself, I want to make sure someone does.
Every breath I take is torture these days. It's like it takes a lot more effort than it should to bring air into my lungs. I feel like... I don't know what it feels like. Every beat of my endlessly shattered heart is achingly empty and hollow, and it feels like it doesn't matter anymore. Every time I smile, it feels like a little part of me breaks away. It shouldn't hurt that much to smile.
Sometimes I don't think it's worth it.