If I Have Loved II
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"You can't reach for anything new if your hands are full of yesterday's junk."
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This is hard; I can't do it. My past weaves me tight onto the invisible walls of emotion. My yesterdays were not junk, they meant something to me. They made me; it created me. But this is true in a way too. I cannot grasp onto anything new. I make acquaintances, but I am unable to maintain any sort of relationship. My confidence level stooped low; this is not me.
I am not this facade. I am someone.
But I can't change. I can't make myself a better person.
I cannot grasp on tight.
My ability to sustain myself is gone.
♦Sequel to If I Have Loved
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