I feel like I gave you everything good that I had left in me. It’s not like I can blame anyone else for forgetting to fill up on love for myself. You can’t expect the world to do that or even expect you’ll get from the people you pour your love into. Some days I’m numb or I feel too much,l. Then, there are times when I’m just okay until I’m not. There’s always this moment when I stop to breathe or pause and then something invisible knocks the wind out of me… and I remember. I remember every single detail about the heartache and numbness and how I got this way. I keep my eyes open and ignore the tears that fall. A part of me wants to laugh as I get up and try to convince myself that there is some meaning to it all. I’m standing close enough to the edge to see over it.
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