its becoming more and more difficult to hold the tears back, I laid away all night and just let them fall. Now my eyes are puffy and looks as if I had been socked in the face. no one says anything, they barely make eye contact anymore. Im just the pathethic loser that is sucking up the happiness in the left hand corner.
I watched a movie last night about jumpes on the golden gate bridge. watching them fall to their death, I would gasp. but not for their lost lives, but for the freedom they achieved. how did they build up the courage? now much more dread do I have to carry before I let go and find my freedom.
I know you are not there. I don't feel you anymore.. is this a good or a bad thing???
cherin~
wondering what the wind of freedom feels like.
