The ignorance of memory.

You only remember the good things.

I wrote You a letter, then threw it away.
Afraid of the things I wanted to say.

I have that feeling. the one that sneaks up on me as soon as i forget what it felt like the last time. My head feels cloudy, my thoughts are irrational, my chest is tight. I feel like screaming. Or crawling into bed. I feel like blaming everyone else for everything. I feel like closing my eyes till the feeling passes.And i know it will pass. It always does. But for now, normal seems an eternity away.

Sometimes i just feel small.