Red.

I'm not really sure what exactly I'm supposed to be writing.
I just want to waste time so I can hit the shower and cry in there.
Let the dye come out of my hair and turn the water blood red.
I feel so horrible, I'm trying my hardest to forget you.
You always linger back in my mind. Reminding me how you always took my breath away.
I'm just trying not to breakdown and lose control. Bring down my self-esteem once again.
I think I'll be okay though. I do miss you, but I'll do just fine without you. I just need someone to tell me that it's all going to be alright. That I'll wake up from this excruciating nightmare and forget you. Leave you in the past as you left me.
It's time now. I'm going.