I closed the door
I closed that fucking door. I swear to God I did. It was never to be opened again. Until one, one tiny, worthless text slips in, and opens the door wider than it was before. This isnt good. My expectations for this week have been flipped. Turned upside down. Fun turned to worry. Happy turned to depressed. Heartbreak. Its back.
I should have locked that fucking door so tight not even a hurricane could open it. I thought my barrier was strong, but a simple breeze blew it down on top of me. I am now crushed beneath this endless pile of debris. Why the hell did this happen again. Why the hell am I even putting these thoughts in my head.
Shit.
