5/17/2002 01:24:00 AM [ link ]
I thought I was done feeling like this... but there will always be bad days, I suppose. There will always be mementos of the things that are gone, and reminders of the things you try unsuccessfully to forget. Some days, the only colors I can see are shades of grey and red. And some days, the empty space next to me looms much larger than life. Suddenly I can't breathe, and I can't think except to think that my lungs will surely collapse under the weight. My jaw drops down but no air will go in.
