It's 4:30am and I hate feeling this way... when you get that stupid ache in the pit of your heart and you can't breathe properly, you struggle for your next breath & by then... tears start rolling down your cheeks. So all you can do in the end is sit there... & embrace the feeling, you let all the things flash through your mind, from the deepest thoughts that make you feel guilty for even thinking them to trying to push it all away because you think it doesn't or should I say shouldn't really matter.
Yeah. That feeling sucks.
I can't even run to mums room because it's Friday night (or morning) and dad sleeps over on a Friday & Saturday nights. I've told myself to stop doing this all the time... I've been doing it since day one & I've been infatuated. I' am a coward and have to admit that I can't even promise myself let a lone you guys that I will put my foot down here. This sucks, go home! I miss mum... & Chantanna Phem.
I also miss the feeling I used to get when I was surrounded by the warmth from the sun.
I also miss the feeling I used to get when I was surrounded by the warmth from the sun.
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