Everything is changing and I guess that’s why I’m back here again.
I’m moving to a new city, two of my closest relationships ended, and I don’t know who I am.
My thoughts and heart beats are racing against one another and somehow they’re both winning. In conclusion, I cant breathe.
What do you do when you can’t stay but you don’t want to leave?
My answer is, you rot in this in between place where time is suspended. You’re not here nor there, you’re not yourself and you’re not anyone.
Thoughts on Words 