all I know.

Is that I really don't know much of anything.

I don't know what I want to do with my life.
I don't know how I feel.
I don't know my passions.
I don't know who you are anymore... well... maybe I never did.
I don't know why you treat me so poorly behind my back.

But I do know a few things.

I know what love feels like.
I know what true friendship feels like.
I know what loss feels like, and don't you dare take that away from me.
I know how drunken nights end.
I know how to make damn good pumpkin bread.
I know how wonderful skin feels on skin.
And I know how to cry, and I do it often. Not always out of sadness, just out of emotion.


I hope that everyone... or at least a few people, are as lost as I am.