It feels no different when I woke up today.
When I woke up today, you are no longer here. Gone.
Yet I feel no different.
The indifference scares me. Because it scares me that I might forget you. That you might forget me. That friendship is no more special a feeling than base hunger or emotional sadness and like them will go away when placated by food or new found joys.
Yet I feel no different.
The indifference scares me. Because it scares me that I might forget you. That you might forget me. That friendship is no more special a feeling than base hunger or emotional sadness and like them will go away when placated by food or new found joys.