Thursday, March 17, 2011

My mind is scattered nowadays; unorganized.
I try to arrange the conversations in my head, nice and neat, set in piles; dealing with some and focusing on the rest later...
But it seems I don't even have time to be alone with my own thoughts.
There's nothing to say.
I try to write, but the words do not come.
Type, delete, type, delete...

I seem to be walking through the seasons, without feeling, without care.
Just another tired face in the crowd.
And I don't feel anything.
Nothing moves me anymore.
I'm simply too busy to be sad.

I promise, when I find the words, I will write more.
But tonight, I'm exhausted.

I love you.


  1. why so sad, dove? hope you're okay...
    don't worry, the words will come back soon... and those words are worth the wait... always.

    i love you too.

  2. I love you so much Lauren.
    I hope you feel better soon, my dear.