P.V.A.
How You Make Me Feel
Imagine yourself as something kind of fluid, but kind of solid. And you're being squeezed on all sides of yourself. Everything is dark. You're being squeezed for what seems like miles in the pitch black.
Then you see a pinprick of light.
It's small but it's getting bigger every second. Soon, what's enveloping you is the light, not darkness. And soon after that, there's water.
You think this new world is a good thing, but then you realize; you stink. And people barely look at you. If perchance they do, they look at you with disgust.
And you spin. The water around you is spinning. And you're back in the darkness. But this darkness is different because you can smell yourself this time.
This is what it's like to feel like crap.
And this is how you make me feel when you don't call me when you say you will.
Then you see a pinprick of light.
It's small but it's getting bigger every second. Soon, what's enveloping you is the light, not darkness. And soon after that, there's water.
You think this new world is a good thing, but then you realize; you stink. And people barely look at you. If perchance they do, they look at you with disgust.
And you spin. The water around you is spinning. And you're back in the darkness. But this darkness is different because you can smell yourself this time.
This is what it's like to feel like crap.
And this is how you make me feel when you don't call me when you say you will.
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This used to be a separate story but I decided to combine it with this one 'cause the "characters" are the same. If anyone's curious about the first few comments I got from this, they're here.