I'm desperate for words here. I've been searching for the right one's for weeks now. I know what I want him to feel, but no idea how to go about it. I just can't seem to spit it out for the life of me. I suppose it's to be expected from anyone other than me, to be at a loss. This is not the case for me, though. Lack of words is not in my nature, so far out of my norm that it almost scares me how lost I am in my own thoughts.
I keep running the same loop, living my days vaguely. My inspiration is simply emptiness, I suppose. Cold fingertips and empty eyes suddenly my trademark. I wonder if I'm okay. I don't feel okay, but then again, I don't feel much at all.
This is the kind of pain time can't heal.
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