Ah, the night… The Silence, The “Peace”.
When all the noise is out, it’s the voices in my head picking up the same old discourse.
It overwhelms me, traps me.
When the lights go out, when I close my eyes, it’s her silhouette in my mind’s eye taking precedence.
I’ve been looking for a way, looking for a chance to feel the same thrill, the same excitement.
To no avail.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m broken, or if that was a once-in-a-lifetime thing… and I missed it.
I miss her, or at least I miss the way she made me feel. No one’s come close… Not by a long shot.
The path is blurry, and everything blurry looks the same.
It’s not fair. Not fair to me, not fair to those who came after.
I’ve picked up my pieces, but I can barely hold them together.