Sunday, 1 July 2012
01:53:59 PM (GMT)
I stumble over my words because my emotions are tripping me up like
sticks on the sidewalk and I wish I could burn them instead of falling. I’m sorry
keeps tumbling out like it doesn’t have room behind my teeth and under my tongue.
It keeps multiplying and replicating and falling out in forms I can’t explain when
truthfully I think they all just mean “I’m not okay.” And the tears only come
with shivers that make me grip the sides of things and feel my heart start to crack
and all I’ve left it wonder is how do I get it all back? Because I gave you all I
had. And you have all the secrets. And it’s like I’m standing here naked with no
secrets to protect my scars and I’m sorry. Again. I’m sorry.