

SilenceI thought I should write.Silence
I see your writing, your pain, your life sprawled haphazardly over a screen and I break, I break, I break for you because I know it's not worth it, neither of our struggle, and my heart just shudders and shakes and makes every inch of my body around it shiver in its wake.
Guess it was always like that, like this, is it still? Three years, and the more things change, the more they stay the same. I always felt, feel, will feel, this way. Protection suffices in the place of companionship; friendly affection in the place of sensuality. It's not so bad, too bad, bad enough, because he knows, he f