bruises all over,
darkness for the one and only,
strangers close in,
you're all alone,
your close ones away,
distant, pain, loss,
feelings playing over and over,
pain.
Pain being the very clear feeling,
Why?
This should not have happened.
No.
Knowledge is a wretched thing.
We should have kept it from you.
But we had to tell,
maybe all of us are regretting having you knowing,
or maybe I do.
It's a mistake.
I'm so sorry.
Oh.
Screw it. Screw this.
I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 4:56 AM.