It wasn’t that kind of cut you’d be able to feel the sting for a second and it go away it was so much deeper then that , it wasn’t that type of break that you’d be able to heal from quickly, it was a love hula hoop that kept my mind spinning in circles dazed, confused. A season that constantly changed but instead of months it was weeks, days in fact. Some days it be sunny other days, ice cold. I couldn’t keep up with his emotions anymore I couldn’t read his mind, some days I was everything and other days nothing, I was simply non existent some days I had no idea what I was to him ...

















