I've returned to check up on my past.
Now I know that I have no idea was love is.
Never did.
Still kinda don't.

Guess I better find out.

The sweet sussurro of the willows weeping
What sadness echoes in their mourning song
And as I stand beneath their hollow shade
I realize we are not two, but one

Some days I feel every heart dropping love, smile and happy tear to be felt when I look at you

When other days I feel nothing

I feel nothing but a calm numbness and empty ache inside my hollow chest

Because you taught me how to feel everything that I want to feel, and embrace it

But you also taught me how to force myself to feel nothing

Because feeling nothing is less painful than feeling every ache, painful tear and wrench in my soul