
Downbylife
Member
- Feb 27, 2021
- 62
It's the middle of the night, I'm scrolling throught my old messages and photos with the once lost friends and my ex-girlfriends. Everyone of them moved on, they are probably happy having simple yet peaceful life with significant others by their side or even kids.
And I'm lying down on my bed with my chronic illness, trapped inside my room with no hope left listening to sad songs and regreting the past staring at that damn phone screen.
I truly wish I could turn back time, I really do. This feeling is killing me slowly
And I'm lying down on my bed with my chronic illness, trapped inside my room with no hope left listening to sad songs and regreting the past staring at that damn phone screen.
I truly wish I could turn back time, I really do. This feeling is killing me slowly