a cross stick .
today, she put it on the table and it reminded me
of you and even though i was surrounded
by people i couldn’t think properly for a while because i was confused at why these thoughts pop up so easily. it
lingered, and i had to make myself think of something
else. and even though i want to say something it’s like there’s nothing to say. i’m not
ready to take that step because i can’t forget the pain, and it wasn’t
only you, i care too. but
enough to do anything right now. but this.