Published December 11, 2012 by chey01144

You know those nights when you go to bed feeling like shit hoping that the morning to come is going to be better but you just end up feeling more like shit?

Every night, every morning, every bus ride, every train ride, routine is not even a word to describe it. To be in such a familiar place, that seemed so foreign, even though you’ve recognized every single shop you’ve passed, yet your still totally lost. Maybe I’m just sad. The kind of sad that takes a whole lot of time. The kind of sad that makes you never want to know what being happy feels like any more just so you won’t have to start being sad all over again. 

“But you are gone – not for good but for now 
And gone for now feels a lot like gone for good”


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