Dear paperweight emotional being,
Everytime I talk to you, I always feel like my words aren’t enough to express what I truly feel. It’s like all my true feelings are anchored to the sea, waiting for that right moment to finally be free. Whenever I talk to you, I always feel the weight, the weight of not being good enough –not good enough for you, not good enough to protect you, not good enough to even just exist for you.
the sigh-ful being