Fragmented

I just the typed Gragmented twice instead of Fragmented in the title section. Ish.

I don't feel like I'm fully in the present right now.

A part of me is in London. A part of me is still sixteen. A part of me is in New York already. And a dozen other pieces of me are scattered around in random parts of my memory.

I don't want to be where I am anymore. This part of my life is over already. But I'm still stuck in it.

All around me everyone is heart broken.

It's been a while since I felt like my heart was broken. My god am I glad that that's behind me.

But now I don't know if I'll ever feel like I did when I was 18 and falling in love.

Why so emo?