here i am.

is anyone still here?

if you are, i'm sorry i left.

i just couldn't write for a while.

it hurt too much.

and it sill hurts.

but i'm here.

i'm ready to bleed.

i'm ready to fall again.

because i miss the scars this gave me.

i miss cutting myself open and stitching myself back together.

i miss telling strangers my secrets.

so here i am.

here i am.

listen.