|What a gal!|
DeconstructionDeconstruction.Deconstruction by pokiedoesdisco
I feel nothing.
My room is cluttered with memories and items that scream “us”. Hastily written sticky notes with quick “I love you’s” scribbled out. Longer, deeper letters that are odes of encouragement and support. Pictures. Anniversaries. Holidays.
Standing in my room, I feel so empty and so small.
I feel everything.
It comes up abruptly, then crashes down sharply and demolishes me in the process. Eyes are watering, fists are clenched over my heart. Gasping, hot tears streaming. No sobbing. Only ragged breathing and hiccuping. It feels so good to just feel and let everything out, almost as if I’ve had the entire Pacific Ocean bottled up in me all this time.
My chest hurts and my throat burns and I just want to forget everything and feel nothing.
I feel nothing and everything for you all the while and I want it to cease.
Now is not the time to be silly.
Meow goes the kitty!|
It is through your mistakes that you will grow, so embrace them, don't just cast them aside, learn from them.
Hi, my name is Paula and I like puppies and panda bears.
I like nice people, so don't be a twunt.