You know, I have no idea what just happened.
or why this feels like this.
I think it's because,
For the first time,
It's like, it wasn't okay to cry. Even though you didn't have anything to do with it.
I'm still grappling with this whole, feeling quite daft thing.
I'm not feeling the way I am because I'm embarrassed about how I feel and what I think,
Not because you need to know what to do with all this nonsense I've brought up,
But just a little bit because I didn't mean for you to sorta stare at the spillage ang think,
Shoot, this is bloody Pandora's box this is.
I don't mean for anyone to have to see this and think that.
Which is precisely why.