My heart clenches and the lump in my throat chokes me. I can still feel the rings on my fingers like amputees can still feel their legs. Im choking with regret, one who never regrets but now, now I would lay down my jacket in a puddle for you to walk over I would lay down my soul for you to walk over so that my soul would touch your sole just so that a part of me could touch you. You’re disgusted by me and I am beginning to feel the same. My drive is gone, my drive to go on gone. I hear music I hear words I hear you but I feel nothing today I stopped feeling actually I don’t know if it was today or if I never had it. It seems like so long ago when everything was perfect, I’d take it all back if I could just so that you could feel good about me instead of weary instead of disgust. Theres no time machine but time heals all wounds, ive cut you deep and it stabs me to see you bleed. I’d lie with you in the tomb and die young. Don’t ask me if I miss him when you’re all that matters.
sorry f--ing roommate this is pretty mushy.