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I don't know what i want as i sit here in the dark and think of thoughts i shouldn't have

Is it the absence of your heartbeat next to mine that makes my mind unwind

Is it the pictures of smiling faces sharing warm embraces

Is it the cold empty feeling of abandon or just my insecurity

Is the problem really you or is it truly me

What futures I imagined for people of my past

How I was always certain but  it never did seem to last

You are not that far away just slightly out of reach

And yet the loneliness creeps in and hollows out a space

I feel the wind echo in the hollows and the absence of your warmth

I begin to question what is real and how I feel

It seems to work when you are around but I continue to function when you are not

Is it survival instinct or is it my body preparing for life without you

The cold heartedness you worked so hard to melt begins to frost around the edges

My tone changes, my body steels, my kindness fades, I become calculating

If only you knew the evil I was once capable of, I plot to harness it once more

I used to be fearless and cutthroat you have softened me in ways unimaginable

I am beginning to sink into a deep dark spiral of self

A world I have long avoided for it is dangerous to leave me alone with my thoughts

There is no future, it seems so blatantly obvious and yet I am blind to it

These words flash at me like high beams in darkness

Perhaps this is because I failed to cultivate the virtue of patience

I cannot help but feel our time is running out

Time drags on and yet it passes me by I see this reflected in other peoples lives

I am adrift sometimes on the verge of drowning

My final act will be to convince people I've walked on water straight into the horizon