missing? fading..
I miss late night conversations. Miss long walks to nowhere. Miss those hugs. Miss the little pack of strawberry milk for my aching stomach. I could go on for ever this way.

Something has gone wrong. Real wrong.
Doesn`t feel, doesn`t laugh, doesn`t smile. Doesn`t cry?
As I stare outside, in the darkness and cold. Only thing to notice is my icy fingertips.
This feeling of fading, it scares me, drives in despair.

Too much words. All for nothing.