I wanted to write numbers all over me. And have you work me out. Like it was easy. Like it was an exam. Like you felt satisfied when you knew the answers. Like it didn't matter whether you got it right or wrong because at least you tried. Like as long as you got a pass it was okay.
Someone told me that I'm not there when they need me anymore. I didn't know what to say. Only that I'm sorry I wasn't there, but I didn't know they needed me. I told them I couldn't understand them anymore. I think I felt a little bit bad, but I didn't think I should. They didn't tell me that they needed me, so it's okay that I didn't realise right?
Someone told me that I'm not there when they need me anymore. I didn't know what to say. Only that I'm sorry I wasn't there, but I didn't know they needed me. I told them I couldn't understand them anymore. I think I felt a little bit bad, but I didn't think I should. They didn't tell me that they needed me, so it's okay that I didn't realise right?
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