I haven't cried in over a year. In that time I've been through so much pain and heartache over women and work and the future and how I see myself. I still can't cry.
Ever.
Even when I am confronted by the most stark reminder of my pain's source, I still can't crack a tear.
I see her every week. I think about her every day. I just want to kill the part of me that still loves her so it stops being a cage for my soul.
I just want to feel happy again.
Ever.
Even when I am confronted by the most stark reminder of my pain's source, I still can't crack a tear.
I see her every week. I think about her every day. I just want to kill the part of me that still loves her so it stops being a cage for my soul.
I just want to feel happy again.