Master Adam accused me of something.
Something that is all too true.
He accused me of loving no one.
Of being too numb to love.
And he might be right....
I might be very, very numb.
I don't feel like I would die for anyone any more.
I find it very hard to love after everything.
After everything I've been through.
After Dylan....
Emily....
Alexander....
And then...Adam. My fourteen year old amazing Adam I was so proud of....
Who broke up with me.
On the phone.
On our one week anniversary.
Ow.
Yeah...Major ow.
I'm not okay, I wish I could say I was but....But I'm not.
I haven't been okay in forever.
I'm breaking inside, dying inside.
And of course I keep up the mask!
Of course I hide it oh-so-well....
But...I don't know if I feel a thing at all.
I think I'm just plain dead inside, you know?
But, please just forget I'm weak.
I am able to love, but sometimes....
Hell...A lot of the times....
What Master Adam accused me of becomes true.
He accused me of using love as a way to get people to keep me from feeling numb.
Trading my body and my words for an escape from numbness.
Dammit, maybe he is right....
But NO....
I won't let him be right.
I miss him so.....
I miss him so much....
I love you, kiddies....
So much....
Something that is all too true.
He accused me of loving no one.
Of being too numb to love.
And he might be right....
I might be very, very numb.
I don't feel like I would die for anyone any more.
I find it very hard to love after everything.
After everything I've been through.
After Dylan....
Emily....
Alexander....
And then...Adam. My fourteen year old amazing Adam I was so proud of....
Who broke up with me.
On the phone.
On our one week anniversary.
Ow.
Yeah...Major ow.
I'm not okay, I wish I could say I was but....But I'm not.
I haven't been okay in forever.
I'm breaking inside, dying inside.
And of course I keep up the mask!
Of course I hide it oh-so-well....
But...I don't know if I feel a thing at all.
I think I'm just plain dead inside, you know?
But, please just forget I'm weak.
I am able to love, but sometimes....
Hell...A lot of the times....
What Master Adam accused me of becomes true.
He accused me of using love as a way to get people to keep me from feeling numb.
Trading my body and my words for an escape from numbness.
Dammit, maybe he is right....
But NO....
I won't let him be right.
I miss him so.....
I miss him so much....
I love you, kiddies....
So much....
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