He’s trying to sew her heart back together, but what use is sewing when what you need is welding?

She thinks she understands now - the feeling of empty. Sitting before keyboards full of potential and absolutely nothing. Watching people go about their daily lives, and having nothing to say for it.

She watches her family’s income run dry. Her father in the hospital. Mother in a shallow grave somewhere perhaps. Hungry ( Read more... )

She watches him forgetting day after day. Watches the memories slip away in the lingering pauses before he speaks. While he speaks. After he speaks. Hands touching her face, having forgotten how he once had ( Read more... )