Swimming thru sick lullabies.

Once again I find myself being afraid of losing something that isn't even mine.
& it's not that it's never been hard but it's never been this hard.

I guess that's what you get when you finally decide to stay in touch with your emotions rather than constantly blocking out.
I used to be a master at blocking. Now I pretty much can't even when I want to.
Good? Maybe. Bad? Def not. So where does that align.

It's Tuesday morning,
I overslept.
'Cause 12½h Monday wore me out so bad.
Typed out a whole chunk but deleted them.
So many things to say but can't seem to find the right words now.
So I guess I'll leave it till next time.

I miss you A, so very much.

xoxo,

Simaling