timeloop
is this where it all started?
the same place i am now?
did i learn anything? grow from it at least?
is the pit in my stomach something i should be proud of?
19, i couldn't have felt it in the air on that day. you couldn't have touched me then. ever let it cross your mind that i was able to be hurt.
i was new.
as were you.
maybe thats why i clung to you.
so hard did i hold onto you.
i dont think you even felt it. i was merely but a vessel for your wasted life and your wasted time.
i hated my voice, i hated my ignorance, i hated my innocence, i hated myself for letting that happen.
the pit in my stomach winds and twists and aches and burns and exists and torments and all of it makes me think of you.