It wears me down.
I have a soft heart, one given to perhaps silly outbursts of emotion and feeling. I fall too hard, too easily, too willingly. I don't want to go back to those old, cold days, with walls and isolation and trying to forget everything and everyone, but after today, I just can't muster the will to get out of this house.
I have a soft heart, one given to perhaps silly outbursts of emotion and feeling. I fall too hard, too easily, too willingly. I don't want to go back to those old, cold days, with walls and isolation and trying to forget everything and everyone, but after today, I just can't muster the will to get out of this house.