I CAN TELL BY THE WEIGHT OF YOUR WORDS.
push, push, push the issues days, weeks, months back. pull, pull, pull everything that needed to be said underneath the surface for the one millionth time. make sure no lines are crossed and in doing so, gaurantee that no progress is made.
two steps forward, three steps back.
my apathy leads me down a path of bitterness everytime. i always let the good stuff go because i won't stand up and raise my voice anymore. a lack of passion is garbage. i'm just too tired, too emotionally drained. there are so many skeletons stuffed in every corner of every closet, i can hardly breathe.
i just hope it's not too late.
you know, he means the world to me.
two steps forward, three steps back.
my apathy leads me down a path of bitterness everytime. i always let the good stuff go because i won't stand up and raise my voice anymore. a lack of passion is garbage. i'm just too tired, too emotionally drained. there are so many skeletons stuffed in every corner of every closet, i can hardly breathe.
i just hope it's not too late.
you know, he means the world to me.