I don't like thinking about the past.
Because I start thinking...
"It was so simple, so easy and you took it all for granted. And you can never get it back."
Then all these emotions starts building in my chest.
Behind my eyes...
Clouding my thoughts...
And,
I can't speak
I can't think
And,
The only thing I know is...
I missed how it used to be.
I missed how I used to be.
Sidenotes:
Not having a writer's block.
More like a mental block this time.
