I knew that day will come. You say something small and my whole world falls apart.
That’s day was yesterday.
I still can’t believe you think that way.. I still have that little voice in my head saying you are just afraid of something. Afraid of catching feelings.
What you don’t recognize: I will not stay forever trying to convince you that you are wrong. Some day I will be gone.
“I lied and said I was busy; but not in a way most people understand. I was busy taking deeper breaths. I was busy silencing irrational thoughts. I was busy calming a racing heart. I was busy telling myself I am OK.”
My world is tumbling down but nobody cares. Because no one knows.
Laying in bed crying. Heavy panic attack.
Trying to breath normally is hard, I’m more into hyperventilating.. there is only one human being out there able to calm me down and he is the last one I’ll ask right know.. fuck health.. fuck Breathing.
I couldn’t stand asking him, having him here for good.. he is my reason to stay and he is the one who crushed all of it by this morning..
I don’t care if I pass out because of a lack of air
I want him and I don’t want him here. I just can’t ask him.. no way