This feeling I’ve got I haven’t decided if its good or bad. It hurts and I’m bleeding on the inside. But sometimes the best things in life take a part of you, don’t they? Maybe that’s just me, they take pieces of me. I’ve lost so much of myself, I’ve grown accustomed to the pain. Is it bad that I can’t tell the difference anymore? One is the other I suppose. Its all the same.
~heart & soul~