She's me or I'm her. Whatever she is, she's not new. She's been in my head ever since my first heartbreak.
With such heartbreak and traumatic events that followed in such a messy sequence, my other half has taken over, it's as if this new side of me has been unleashed, I've been able to tap into deeper emotions which have been chaotic and I've decided to numb them. My other half is running around in a suffocating maze inside my head begging to breathe, begging to be heard. I feel like this is perfect place to let her roam free. Welcome to my other half's playground.
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