I'm just empty. I'm not really trying to do anything, I'm tired and raw and broken and tiny.
I'll get over it, and you probably shouldn't take it personally.
Some days, I don't know that anything has really changed. Other days, the thought of being near other people makes me want to crawl into a hole because things are so different.
You deserve better -- even as a friend. I know. You'll take what you can get and if this is it, that's fine. :)
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