everything makes sense after a moment of pure, hard laughter
one thing i do know for sure: some day i will have a pretty little house somewhere. with lots of flowers.
and a raspberry patch.
you didn’t call me.
how dare you string me a long for so long.
how dare you break my heart.
how dare you tempt me by saying you haven’t lost the belief that maybe one day you could heal it.
all i want to do is say yes.
should it be too late?
i was finally finding myself without you.
how dare you.