I haven't felt this way in over 2 years.

It's not just permeating and pervasive, it's fricking grabbed me by the throat. I've tried to wrench those leaden hands away but to no avail. I've tried to wriggle and slip my way out of it but that hasn't worked either. It's like a blanket that seems to be descending upon me, trying to suffocate me. I know I have to break free but I don't know how.

I hate you boredom.

Somehow my heart still skips a beat when I look at your old photos.

I'll miss your hugs.

I think the regret that flows through me everyday is sufficient punishment for my mistake.

I wish you wouldn't hate me.

Phang & Mervin

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