Who knew that I’d leave my desire to live in a bottle of Jack?
Making mistakes and bad choices IS the human condition.
Moving on means you’ll still have gloomy days in your mind and deep down in your heart.
I remember you entering into my life during the year I struggled the most, due to ignoring my inner voice and blindly following a path that was straight for most but crooked for me.
I have been a mental health freak who has failed epically to do any significant thing to improve themselves.
Each time I type out my story, I refrain from publishing it out of fear, doubt, victim’s guilt.
You’d walk by me. I’d call out your name. I’d ask you for the apology you denied me. I would tell you how much I’ve missed you.
Now all I hear are the echoes of our laughter faded in my mind – how fragile our relationship really was.
You know the sinking feeling – you’re falling through the void, and this time there’s no one there to catch you.
I believed in the good in you.