My Arm Was Amputated, And Something Really Weird Is Happening With My Phantom Limb
A couple of weeks ago, I got a phone call. The voice on the other end was trembling.
A couple of weeks ago, I got a phone call. The voice on the other end was trembling.
Yes I overthink, but I also over-love.
I remember you kissing me in my living room while my mom was away.
I was scared lose you. I was scared other girls were going to fall in love with you and see what I saw in you. Freighted that the boy I loved so much would soon realize there is someone else out there that is better than me.
We have to stop looking at political beliefs as black and white, left or right, and think about it on a spectrum
We never even kissed. I wonder if you are just the same today. I will probably never know.
I miss you. So bad. And all I know is that you are actually a stranger to me, and that we are not supposed to fall for people we don’t know.
Every night I sit alone. As the rest of the world settles down at the table with family and friends, my need for food or comfort was relinquished long ago.
Hymnster- A devout Jesus loving Hipster, by our definition.
I was unhappy, and so was she.