Lies and weakness
I've been fingering through these pages, fumbling through my thoughts. I've been finding my truths again, only to discover that they were simply words. I've found myself, staring blankly back at me. She's numb, looking at me with own empty eyes, smiling at me with my own sad lips. She knows I did not keep my word. She knows we're both dying. The difference is, she knows there's no point in fighting, while I refuse to bow my tired head.