trystaa

The sound of rain hops from outside the window pane and brings its own special kind of pain to my ear drums. Usually I would welcome the odd pattern of pitter-patter into my home, but not today. Drowning out the sound is not an option, I can hardly stand anything at this point; all I want is silence, but I can't even have that. My ears are constantly ringing like the sound an old box television makes when you turn it on. Exactly like that. I shiver and reach over to grab my boyfriend's hoodie that he left for me; I sniff it deeply and burst into tears. I've been doing this off and on all day. It's so lonely. It makes me feel as if I'm some...