As you lay there, reading a book, I’m just thinking we’re not the same people last year or when we first met. I was a bit more daring and you were too. Could this possibly be where the fire goes. Am i slowly going to become numb to fun as well. I slowly ask myself this question before having any kind of excitement of emotions. Like, will i one day be numb to this specific type of fun? It hurts to say this but i’ve previously asked myself a multitude of times as to whether this is how numb i can be or i’m just getting too old. Both of which, i don’t want the answers to.
Not one word could describe how i feel nor can a sea of vocabulary depict the void i feel in my own shell.