them good souls

I am aware most of the time. I am aware that I’m selfish. I am aware that I take people for granted. I am aware than I am indifferent. I am aware that I alienate people and family. I am aware that I do all these on purpose. But no, I am not aware that I was very wrong. I was very wrong.

There is a lot that I need to explain, but see I don’t talk about it. Reaching out is not an appealing thought. But to all friends and co-workers that may read this, I say thank you and I owe you guys. You are all good people. Pure and true. I wish I could find myself again and be the old me. I swear you’d like me better. This post is for you guys.

A series of unfortunate events. It wasn’t easy for me, a cancer called heartbreak. It consumes all of you and leaves you bare and empty. And this thing called ego? I armored and used it to defend myself. Again I was very wrong. I should’ve just nursed my heart.

It’s almost a year and counting, blistered still.