Prose musing: Sweet Sorrow, how good of you to return.

Sweet Sorrow, how good of you to return I am sad. I am suffocating on the tears I hold back and the resentment I have for the world that continues outside of my door, while I remain locked inside, looking through windows, thinking that today…yes today it would be different. But honestly, who am IContinue reading “Prose musing: Sweet Sorrow, how good of you to return.”