Browsing All posts tagged under »Feelings«

Dear Hannah

May 16, 2017

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I know how you felt. I know the loneliness that you described like the back of my hand; the pain, the emptiness. And it makes me sad that no one was there for you. It makes me sad that so many people in your life had failed you. I like to think that if I […]

For Eternity

April 7, 2017

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I finally found what to say, To you, my confidant; always receiving my feelings, my thoughts, my troubles. I’m alone; in heart, in spirit, in mind. She didn’t want me, like they always don’t. Friendship is enough, for them, but not for me. I wish I could decide, when to have a meaningful connection; when […]

Ghosted: A Story of My Life

March 27, 2017

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As I sit here listening to a sad song on repeat, the only thing keeping my soul warm is a glass of rum and coke. Every now and then I glance over my shoulder to see if my phone’s screen has lit up, meaning a notification of some kind; hopefully, of course, a text message. Particularly, […]

Hello, 2017

January 2, 2017

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My coworker, an older, short Mexican man, walked over to the edge of the shop and asked, “Why do you look so sad? New Year depression?” I looked up at him and sort of grinned, having expected this conversation to happen. “I told you,” I said, referring to the answer I gave him earlier. “Women.” “Ah,” […]

Story of My Life (Pt. 2)

November 23, 2016

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The other night, that twenty-three year old had the balls to do something ballsy: He went to his former chick friend’s apartment to talk to her. It was a completely impulsive decision, yet it took a good amount of courage to sum up. Isn’t that something? He had to summon up the courage to talk to someone […]

Love Yourself

July 30, 2014

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Love yourself, or no one else will, so they say. So hope, and work, and strive, and be optimistic because, who knows? Maybe it’ll happen one day.   So they say.   But when you’re all alone, and no one else loves you, how do you find any sort of comfort? They tell you it […]

Unsolvable Feelings

June 8, 2013

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“Why couldn’t we be friends?” She asked, teary-eyed. He stared back at her, not comprehending what was going on. In his hand was the gun he had, only a moment before, put to his head, and pulled the trigger. He looked away from her and to the gun. “How..” “Let me explain,” She said, suddenly […]