monella

“Ugh whatever…” the silent echoes of my mind try to mumble, as I grasp my heart forcing it not to run away while the tears make my hand slip and rumble i cry to find a way; Why the fuck is this ending, i am not prepared, i have loved this regardless of its peculiar nature and freaky share, it’s fine I’ll be okay, it’s not like my life will stop it’s way, but i will not forget the emotions I’ve shared, the chuckles I’ve bared, the cries that came unprepared, the sleepless nights I barely dared, the gasps that I spared, the questionable choices that left me emotionally impaired. And for what? For growth? For closure? No… for chaos. I stood by, powerless, as they dragged my fragile heart through every morally dubious decision and emotionally charged stare. And yet… I thank them. For the pain, the laughter, the absolute circus of it all. I’ll tell myself I’m done, that I’ll break free… no sorrow.

But who am I kidding, fuck it, I’ll maybe…reread it tomorrow.

Peak goal of mine right here