What do you do when the reason you've been feeling "fine" is because everything was shoved down to be forgotten, and all that was needed to open the floodgates was a text message?
Is it wrong to just push things aside, push those goddamn feelings aside, to enable yourself to get through the days? GODDAMN FEELINGS. I HATE THE GODDAMN FEELINGS.
You see the people moving past, rushing about... and you're here, remaining stagnant.
I was fine, theoretically. But why do the littlest things manage to chip away at this facade to make me crumble again?