i must admit that i really miss you
and talk of you is making me miss you more
i can’t remember
this is real
i’m beginning to see how things actually are. i’m becoming aware of who i’ve become, a person totally consumed by things that don’t matter at all. i want to get back to who i used to be. i had things i was interested in and people that cared about me. i want to surround myself with people i love. i want to fill my mind with good things.
i’m so sick and tired.
of thinking, of feeling,
of focusing on every little thing.