being around you makes me hurt. actively, just being in your presence and watching you exist makes pain crawl up underneath my skin and expand. there is this layer of inexplicable pain between me and the outside world.
being alone, though, as i would be without you, makes me feel cold. it doesn't worm under my skin and it doesn't grow, but it is present in all i do. in all i see. and the hurt from your presence is only replaced by a quieter, more easily hidden kind of pain.
tell me, why is it
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