Void

I look around and there's no one to talk. I see myself in the mirror and the emptiness behind me gives a hint of a smile. So much cold, so much desperation. How long have I felt comfortable with this situation? How much time have I pretended that I was ok by myself? It's time for recovery. It's the right moment to find those I've unwisely lost. A hug can't be replaced by foolish pride just as a carefree conversation can't be swapped for bitter self questions.