My life has me signing, sealing, and delivering this letter of resignation.

Resigning from everything I seem to feel is holding me back.

But I am horrible at learning how to let these things go.

I woke up on the complete wrong side of the bed today.
Happens almost everyday.

Finding happiness professionally has been more ideal than happiness personally these days.

How is it that life has reached such things.

I think it’s because I hold so much discomfort towards so many little things in this year.

This year has only just begun. And this year has an expectation from me to have it be better than the year that I even hate whispering the number of.

I hate whispering that number so much but love drowning myself in memories of it.

So much being that I decide to look at pictures of someone almost every day.
This someone now has and wants nothing to do with me.

I also am losing touch with anyone and everyone who meant everything.

Friends of mine said to be best friends are learning how to forget me and I can’t even fathom the thought of never knowing them.

Who knows where we’ll end up.

As hard as I am trying to move on I am still wondering.
I’ll play these what ifs til my death