struggles.

i'm going away for two months but your words won't leave my head.
as much as i try to ignore them, they only get covered up with similar thoughts of my own.
i had been on the verge of a panic attack for a week at that point, go figure it happened.
the kicker is that it was half blown off.
perhaps if there was a pause and some reflection, it would have been more salient in your mind.

i haven't felt this utterly gross in years.
i remember the location, the person, the feeling, just as if it were yesterday.

the floodgates are open,
here we go again.