Writes..."Crying Words Onto Paper"

"i can't even write right now, my tears blur my vision so badly that the sheet of paper in front of me is a blue and white abstract worthy of the louvre. the paper's flooding, i risk drowning every time i attempt to balance wiping my eyes and penning words to it. if only they'd let me, i'd write that i feel feelings and that she feels feelings, we just feel them in our own worlds. so i guess i cry because i can't figure out how to make our worlds, our world."