I feel terrible.
I love it.
My soul hurts.
Glad it still can.
this twisted knot in my gut.
Feeling sad, miserable, guilty, conflicted.
It's been so long since my emotions ran rampant.
Bit of an exaggeration there.
More like my emotions finally left the house and went for a brisk jog.
But progress is progress.
Not that I'm progressing.
I just like that I can still feel.
Still love.
Still grieve.
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