Blog Post 453
No Longer Doing This Shit Not sure where I ended up going wrong, but every road I take now leads to dead ends, and I can't help but feel trapped every time I get behind the wheel. I wish you were here next to me, telling me it's going to be alright, and for me to just breathe, but how can I breathe when you're no longer here? It's like everything I've ever known has faded into the void of no return, and no matter how much I try to keep myself together, every tear I've ever held back starts flooding the city streets with your name written on each drop that comes down my face. I wish I could turn invisible every time I think of you, so others can't see the pain I let out when it comes to you. I wish I could hit rewind sometimes just to see your face again and knowing that what we had was real and true, but now it feels like it was just a lie, and I can't help but hate myself for the shit that happened between us two, knowing it didn't have to end the w...