Emptiness...I just took down everything from my walls, no decoration left, no message to cheer you up, no picture to remind you of your past...nothing left...It's quiet, probably as quiet as I've been for a long time without even realising it...Feels like I've been numb or maybe I still am? There are so many questions wandering through my mind that I want to scream just to make them quiet...It all began with that discussion over a cup of coffee on a 'hangovered' morning...I wasn't debating or arguing a point anymore...I wasn't even talking with M. anymore...I wasn't in that room anymore...So, where was I and who I was speaking with? What is this? What ghost came back to hunt me? Why?....Do I even want to answer all these questions?
Feels weird to write after so much silence...But what are you supposed to do or say when there is nothing left to say, when that clench has been inside your chest for so long you don't even remember why or when it began, when there is nothing you can do to change anything?
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