aftermath

It was swell
It went fine
I had a good time
Enjoyed myself even
But now…
Now I can’t take it
With you all it’s good
It’s great
I’m happy
But without you all…
Sometimes, I’m not
I’m just not ok
I want to cry
But I can’t
I want to hurt myself
But I made a promise
I want to yell
I want to bleed
But I wont
Tomorrow
When I see you
It will get better…
Right?

It will, wont it?