What happens to the girl with the shattered heart?
The one who feels love no more?
The one who gives up?
The one who can’t feel anymore?
The one who can’t pretend anymore?
The one whose world is taken from her?
The one whose life is gone?
What happens to her?
Here I am sitting outside on the balcony, wrapped in a blanket while it rains. This is where I feel most comfortable, where I like the weather, where all you can hear is the night, the rain, the wind. It was been raining for days and now I don’t have to give the same reasons for why I stay at home. The weather is reason enough, I don’t have to justify or feel bad or useless because I have no job of money to waste. “Saving money for fuel, not going out because you don’t have fuel money” they are embarrassing reasons that people don’t understand but “It’s raining pretty heavily” is a legitimate reason to stay at home. I like the rain, I like the storms, they seem to suit me. I’m not a dull person, I have personality but stormy weather just seems to suit me better then sunny days. I don’t think I’m as wound up in stormy weather. It’s probably more calming.
Anonymous asked: did you ever make it up with the one who broke your heart?
Honestly I don’t know, I would hope so, we have so much in common and I will always want to be in his life and him in mine
Actually no I didn’t
