They say, “hey Hannah I don’t have alot of time for you.”
So you cry, cry cry. You roll over and stare into the sadness of why the feelings keep coming up.
Why do they surround your body, overwhelmingly softening your hard core.
I don’t know why. I just know feelings are real. Especially when you’re surprised, when everything is out of your hands.
It’s been a long time since it was for better.
I’ll disregard the worst for as long as I can.