First things first.
Remembering all those years I have spent with them.
I could no longer feel the excitement with any of you.
Everything that we've done, and everyone we all spoke to.
None of that even matters anymore.
Does that not bother you at all?
Sorry, for being a heavy weight in your life.
YOU ARE READING
Life Of Reality
PoetryPoems. From young to old. Happy to unhappy. Friends to family. Poetry to many lines of words. Only one author to write it all. ×××× Ranks: #27 in meaning
