4 am

25 Aug

4 am again. Thinking of lovely, crying so hard that the capillaries in my eyes have burst. Just looked in the mirror in the bathroom, and look like I have a black eye. I am so sad, and I can’t breathe. I can pretend not to be sad though, but it is a deep eating gnawing kind of pain deep in my soul and it is eating me alive.

 

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