why is James spelled with an s. why is it plural. more than 1 Jame. how many James.
1. When someone mentions your name a tidal wave crashes against my lungs and I feel like I’m drowning all over again. I never recovered from when you left.
2. I miss you every day and night and there isn’t a part of me that doesn’t long for your touch.
3. You always told me you loved my eyes, but now I’ve been taking too many pills. My pupils take over, making my eyes look black and dead. Are they still pretty?
4. I’ve lost all feeling without you, it’s as if you paralyzed my heart and I don’t seem to care because at least you’ve touched me in some way.
5. You’ve left the taste of blood in my mouth and I don’t know who I am without you.
6. I don’t think I will ever meet a boy that can set my heart on fire as pleasantly as you did.
7. I want to tear into my veins and see if you’ve replaced my blood with your own because I swear to god you’re the only thing that’s keeping me alive.
8. I miss you and on nights like these I want you to kiss my neck to sooth the burn our last kiss left.
Unhappy memories are persistent. They’re specific, and it’s the details that refuse to leave us alone. Though a happy memory may stay with you just as long as one that makes you miserable, what you remember softens over time. What you recall is simply that you were happy, not necessarily the individual moments that brought about your joy. But the memory of something painful does just the opposite. It retains its original shape, all bony fingers and pointy elbows. Every time it returns, you get a quick poke in the eye or jab in the stomach. The memory of being unhappy has the power to hurt us long after the fact. We feel the injury anew each and every time we think of it.
You will fall in love with me. Then, just months later, you will fall out. I will pretend the entire time that I don’t know it’s coming.
The truth is, I feel beyond sad. I feel empty. Numb.