Am I less of a man for breathing her name everytime I wake? I am definately left a shadow of a man for thinking of her as anything more than what she is. A hollow in my chest, that still beats the same red liquid as anyone else. That is all I have today. And then, of course, I have the negative sentiment that only someone as emotionally troubled as myself can posses.
I know I'll get better. I also believe that the way I am feeling now is consequential of my actions, however I do not recall asking for these thoughts, nor do I wish to retain them. The answer? You feel it in your bones, my dear. You feel it in your bones, and there is nothing, absolutely nothing, you can do except wait and see what will happen next.
"This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time"
I really do not have another minute to spend in this direction of thought, although I know that when I stop the exact same thoughts and feelings will come running right back
It is just petty emotion for fuck's sake.