I've been a wreck.
What can I say...life changes really do that to you.
Twirls you unexpectedly and plots you down hoping that you'll throw up.
Of course, I threw up. Everything inside even the bile.
Here I am, in my vomit, wondering how I could have gotten so discombobulated.
Haha, anyways...
What am I supposed to do with these feelings? I know she doesn't care even when she asks. I know she's not looking for an honest answer so I keep it to myself. I have the ability to overwhelm people with my thoughts and emotions.
I need someone who will sit and listen to my rawest. Besides my God...who else can I trust with my deepest. Vulnerability is also a funny thing ---
"Hey, did you hear me? I asked about how you were doing?"
I blinked, refocusing on my aunt, "Yeah I'm fine...just thinking is all. I feel as good as new."