What do you do when your words fall away?
Tears run down your face, you fall to your knees.
It's hard to know whether you want to tear your
own hair out, screaming, or if you want to crawl,
on hands and knees, begging, to get what you
want and need.
Torn between the desire to love, unconditionally
and with all your heart... or to hate, to curse at,
and to scorn...
But you know you can never hate them. Your
eyes tear up at the mere thought of intentional
harm to them, inflicted by you. It's just not a
thing you can bring yourself to do.
It's been barely two days of silence between
the two of you.
And it's killing you.
You sit alone, all your favorite distractions of
no use, and clutch your head, gritting your
teeth, and wonder to yourself; "Is this love?
Or is it obsession? Have I reached a new low
or a new high? Do they feel the same way I
do? Where will this go from here?"
While time may scab over all wounds, it does
not always heal them. But it does reveal the
mysteries of the univer