Many of Horror
Once I get my heart back in my hand,
I’ll squeeze out every drop of love I can,
To rid myself of you,
I want with all my soul,
But what I want is out of my control.
I’ve had this post in my head for a long time now but never found the motivation to just sit down and write it. Over time it becomes a bit embarrassing to have a post like the previous one on the front page. Not to say that it still isn’t relevant or valid anymore, but over time, as I alluded to, things start to get less intense and raw and you learn to deal with things better. That’s not to say that I’m totally back to my normal self but, despite a few indiscretions, I’m at least managing to cope a bit better now with the whole lack of ‘a certain person’ in my life. I’m taking the whole out of sight out of mind approach so I’m not going to dwell on this topic for any longer than I have to because to do so would in itself be counter productive and pointless.
So instead I’m going to..
