Outside I stand sorta cold, I used to know how to get warm....
Allister
I seriously feel like a part of me has just withered and died. I'm smart enough to know that all this "pretending to be happy" is only that. It doesn't mean happiness will appear. The hope I held so strongly has faded and it seems the stars have too. The sky doesn't appeal to me the way it used to. All of the glory is gone. I can't wait until I am too.