gutting goodbye
gutting goodbye 24 hour tears. Fall To a fatal force. Invisible Collapse. Will subtracting A feeling; No longer familiar. Once, a love learned, stolen And all I do is search. To touch what will never again. Be held. Like I held him close. I cried a lot at work today. I've been saying that I have allergies. I wish it could be something so basic. I actually think I might be allergic to life. I understand death is an inevitable conclusion to...