maybe
maybe one day, in another time, another universe, the little girl in me doesn’t feel so deeply. maybe she learns to balance her emotions so she won’t end up getting so hurt every time. anything remotely upsetting in her life, makes her sad for weeks on end. enough to the point where she won’t eat. if she doesn’t get her way, she holds a grudge and people judge her for it. i hate that i’m like this, that the little girl in me is like this. but maybe one day, the little girl inside of me won’t feel this way.
Copyright © Tessa Yearwood | Year Posted 2025
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