Born to Blossom, Bloom to Perish

Just breathe.

I’m sitting here with a bottle of wine and a million thoughts. Thoughts of life, death, love, hate. There’s nothing that hasn’t ran through my mind tonight. Is it because of you? Yes, perhaps it is. Perhaps it’s not. I don’t know what I think these days and what causes it. Maybe it’s hormonal or because of my chemical imbalance……

You made me so angry tonight that my legs were shaking. Tears were streaming down my face. Everything about you I wanted to hit. Yet I sit here texting you. Making you believe everything is OK… when it’s not. When in a few minutes I am going to lay up in my bed, cry and bleed. It’s what I do best and it’s what I know how to do without hurting.

…..or maybe it is because of you.