Lightning Contained

Thoughts of him reverbrated around my head like lighting containted in a room, bouncing back and forth from wall to wall, but never finding a way out. It’s been three days since I’ve talked to him last, and now I realize that was probably the last time that I am going talk to him in quite a while… I don’t know what’s going to happen next. I mean, how do you deal with your ex-boyfriend’s near suicide? Knowing me, probably not too well. I don’t know what I was thinking, going out with him in the first place. My friends warn me, but hey, ignorance is bliss…or so they say. See, when I fall, I fall hard. And when I crash, I burn.

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