Man-oh-man. What a statement.
I wish I were still a writer. Still a poet. Don't get me wrong. I have my moments. Its just different now. I knew that Recovery curved artistic abilities, but I recovered anyway.
That could really be considered a bad thing.
The thing is, I still feel as crazy. I just handle it better (or maybe worse by not really acknowledging it at all).
Yea, well. Don't judge me. Its been working so far.
I know I will get better. I'll get over this (and you) and one day this (you) will be fuzzy memory that I can vaguely remember. I still have moments though. Like oh, shit! heart-stopping/pounding moments.
Damn you for that, by the way.
I am not happy with my present situation. I'm trying to work through it, but I think such bad things. I know that I deserve this, but you. You are an exception.
Oh, love. I want things to be better, not for me, but for you. Always you. Even when I'm like this, you are always my priority.