I've been having such a weird time. Not really a hard time, just weird. I'm no longer sad, angry, frustrated, or really anything at all. I feel empty. I don't feel anymore. The only thing I've felt all day today was my throbbing rib cage due to a torn muscle. Other than that, nothing. I suppose, he took more from me than I realised. When I'm with him, I live. I feel things, good and bad. I felt alive, for once. Now it's gone and I'm left feeling... well nothing.
I need a bit of momentum. I need something to bring me off the ground, and raise me back up to my potential. I'm tired of touching, I need to feel. Colours seem much to dull, and emotions seem hazed. It's only when he looks at me that my heart leaps out of my chest, my pulse racing, my body given a sudden jump start to reality. The haze turns to a piercing realisation and a blush creeps across my cheeks. Adrenalin. I love it. Those lips, I'd kiss them if I could. I can't though, I'll hold back. There's no other options.
-Sigh-
Things just aren't the same.
Shame.
Just came across your blog, and i really like the way you write. It`s trully amazing how you discribe your emotions, the way you write about love and heartache makes me wanna keep on reading and reading. Will deffinitly read your blog from now on:) hugs from Norway
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