I just turned 24. I only realized that I wasn't turning 23 again weeks ago. I want to be the 22 year old in love with a world full of possibility again. but i am the 24 year old heartbroken college drop out who cant get out of bed some days because really what the point another day of soul killing numbness/ You love some and they take a part of you that you can never get back. I am looking at this wound trying to drag stitches in and out of my flesh, pushing through the pain but it doesn't close. Its like this jagged scab i keep picking at trying to kill the infection but it only makes it worst. I want to be Romeo friend but i cant pretend any more. He's not the person that I loved. Maybe he's always been that way, maybe he change, maybe i have . I just know that my heart doesn't recognize him as a person anymore. Every time I let my mind think it ,my body is racked with the pain of heartbreak over and over again. Now I lost the only person that i felt connected to and the loneliness is killing me.

What i am left with just a bunch of raging emotions that I feel like i am drowning