Salt in the Wound
Nov. 17th, 2006 04:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
perzephone
You know how when you loose a tooth as a kid, or get one pulled as an adult, or even when you chip a tooth, your tongue keeps exploring the area until either your tongue gets sore & raw, or til your tongue and the empty socket get sore and raw?
Thinking about Ears has been doing that to me, or I've been doing it to myself by thinking about him. Woke up ready to cry again. My heart hurts - I can feel it there under my ribcage, aching. I started thinking about a matching tattoo for the black cat on my right. The black cat is looking over his own shoulder, towards my right arm, away from me, completely cat like. I started thinking how the white cat would be looking up at me & almost started bawling again. The tears keep trying to come back. And much like a sore spot or loose tooth, my mind has to keep going back to it, worrying at it.
Maybe I really am having a nervous breakdown?
This is why I believe in being brutal with the past. It serves nothing. Crying is a useless activity.
Thinking about Ears has been doing that to me, or I've been doing it to myself by thinking about him. Woke up ready to cry again. My heart hurts - I can feel it there under my ribcage, aching. I started thinking about a matching tattoo for the black cat on my right. The black cat is looking over his own shoulder, towards my right arm, away from me, completely cat like. I started thinking how the white cat would be looking up at me & almost started bawling again. The tears keep trying to come back. And much like a sore spot or loose tooth, my mind has to keep going back to it, worrying at it.
Maybe I really am having a nervous breakdown?
This is why I believe in being brutal with the past. It serves nothing. Crying is a useless activity.
