I wake.

One eye opens, a maroon and red comforter surrounds me, my right leg knocks into a wooden banister.

Where am I?

It takes me a whole five minutes to answer that question.

It hurts me that you can see me so broken and not care at all. It hurts me because I gave you my heart and I never really took it back. You're in the past, I know, but its still.. hurtful.

Im so beyond broken that I cant even define myself anymore.