does hurt

memories, words, photos, tears, hugs, kisses, songs, notes, letters, his voice... present day, present time... (I'm all messy, that travel maybe remove something deep on me, and it's bothering me right now) Saturday suddenly I became the "funny thing to talk"; sunday shake the ground I was standing on over one question; I was totally out of me on monday (just like a puppet). I need to talk, I need to spit what I have inside, just right now I need a pair or ears who want to listen a lot of things: good, bad, mad... I miss him in a very freaking way (I can't handle it, I've tried, and now I'm on my knees) this really sucks