Nothing More Than The Brutal Truth; |
The name that runs the street's Nhu, and that's pronounced like new, if the foreignness of it is making you lose IQ. I write and live my life like the dork that I am. I don't put up with shit, so if you throw some at me, and you'll definitely get some back. Read what I write and speak to me at your own risk. |
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Have you ever felt this feeling in your heart, the feeling of missing someone? It aches and it sends this stinging shock throughout your whole body. You have no idea what to do, except to endure it. It comes, and then it goes, just like every other pain. But this pain is different, it’s a pain enraged with feelings and emotions that you have towards someone else.
I don’t like that I have this pain, but hey, there’s nothing I can do about it. When I’m away from him, my heart aches. When I think of him, my heart shows it. When I miss him, the stings and shocks I feel lets me know that it’s been too long.
I’m glad I’ll see him soon, and I am grateful for that word, soon. It gives me hope.
