Lately, I just keep on thinking about my grandpa.
Why?
I dunno.
I keep thinking about how little I know about him.
Maybe it's the fact that he was the only one I really knew.
Maybe it's because of the red ninjas.
Maybe I'm still in denial.
Maybe it's a lot of things.
Macken's "emotionally drained" right now.
Kevin sucks at dealing with people when they cry.
And I just don't want to be a bother to anyone else.
I want to talk to someone, but I suck at opening up.
I hate how all of this is just for a moment. Like in the next, I'm feeling fine.
But when I'm alone, I can't help but feel sad.
I can only imagine how my dad feels... and how he's been feeling.... I wish I could do something for him.
But I guess I need to help myself before I can help him...
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