Surprisingly, I have not shed hardly any tears over it. Maybe because true pain that feels so visceral... it's more like a wound embedded somewhere inside of you, somewhere so deep, that tears must be galaxies away.. located somewhere more human and not so much within the recesses of the cavern where you go to lay down with the hurt. 

I can only stand you... until I can't. We are only good.. until we're not. Up, down. Up, down. But never out.

I want you to get better and I don't know if you can ( Read more... )