Memories
Why is it when I’ve been hurt all the memories come flooding back to me? It just kills me inside. It’s just the little things sitting here with a dip in my lip, it takes the saliva building up to remind me of cigaretts and how dry they are, an the smell of a pack of Marlboro reds an the way his hands smell of tobacco, and the way his head was resting on mine, the smell of cigaretts on his breath, the way he tipped his head right before he kissed me softly and the world disappeared. The way his mouth moved with mine, the way my stomach turned in knots an wanted to never stop, the way I fell for him that night…. Why do these memories come back to me and kill me inside an I remember how those lips will probably never touch mine again and I will never feel that way again. It kills me that he won’t talk to me…
I know I haven't posted on here in a long time, my head has been so twisted up and confused I don't even know which way is up. I'm so hurt an stuck I don't know who to turn to.... I know there's a huge story behind this post but I don't know if I'm comfortable about everyone knowing about it... All I know is I never knew I could make such bad things sound so positive and romantic.... I want the hurting an confusion to stop, my head says one thing and my hear another, so for now I'll just hold on and keep taking it day by day. My music is all I feel I have a hold of anymore....
That's all for now I guess.
