something brought back something, a something i wanted nothing more to do with, but it came, bit me on the ankle, i have nothing i can say that can explain it, i have nothing i can do to make it go away.
wrong. so wrong to feel that way. so wrong to compare that to that. apples and oranges, and i know it. but still there was something that reminded me, something that just made me feel empty.
empty. feeling nothing, doing things for no reason, not knowing why i sat on the stairs, leaning against the rail, crying, asking myself why this had to come back, now of all times…..
why was i allowing myself to see things from that perspective…
why was i feeling so empty…
why couldn’t i say the words i wanted to say…