i think i am slightly going insane, and it is starting to take a toll on me. i have not been able to compile all my thoughts into words, and i just can not seem to express myself anymore. writing does not seem as important as it used to be, considering i have been writing blog posts since i was twelve… but i do not have the words to describe what i am going through, and insane is the only acceptable word that my mind is letting me process right now. i am now a closed door. i can not talk to anyone about the things i am going through, and i do not know why i even wrote this post. this is all really stupid.
it’s been an entire week since you got into your car and drove yourself back to the other side. there are many nights and many days where i wish i could just pop into your room to give you those good morning and good night kisses. psychical kisses, not just kisses through a screen on my phone. i need to make sense of all the feelings put together because having the emotional feelings there without the psychical feeling is just wrong.