Hellooooo people.
Im so not proud to say that I bowled so badly on sunday.
Ahhhh.
There wasn't even a one seven zero!
Gosh.
Out of five games somemore.
Sigh.

Talk.
With saltwater in the eyes.
Wishing for so many things.
I dont have anything to give.
So few words to say.

And so its important to have that comfortable silence.
Missed the times.
When drinks was for happy times.
Not sad.
When tissue paper was used to wipe mouths,
Not eyes.
Look up when we speak.
Not down.

Let it go,
Save the trouble.
Throw it away.
Save the tears.
Leave it behind.
Your pain will dissppear.
Life is not supposed to be travelled backwards.

Numb.
Guess its true.
Anxious and over reacting.
Then it transformed into that certain numbness.
I will be ok.

Noone