I’m angry that I’m vulnerable.
I’m angry that I trusted.
I hate how much I think it means to me.
My heart has been so battered.
There’s wine and love around me, but I use them just to numb
everything. Because i don’t feel pain
I never feel a thing. That’s why I drink. i start to feel when
the warmth tickles my nervous system the way your attitude
tickled my thoughts. You made me feel.
And to a girl who fought her entire life to be numb?
Making me feel was irreplaceable.