Tuesday, 27 July 2010
I Don't Know.
What am I supposed to feel when there are a myriad of emotions swirling about;
how am I supposed to define my thoughts when they are all over the place?
On one hand, I am resigned. On the other, I feel damn cheated.
I need an anesthetic shot.
If you can walk away so easily, then neither shall I linger.
Time may not heal all wounds, but it shall bury the memories...
|Talk to my hand @ 10:23 am|