you.. you don’t understand how hard this is, because you’re not in here. all you can see, is how much i’m letting you see it’s affecting me. you can’t know, you can’t feel the scope of how bad this makes me feel. there is more suffering than pain, and there is more heartache than suffering. inside, it is cold, and hot; i am aching, in pain, and numb. the pain of too much, the pain of too little, the pain of just enough; it’s all the same to me. the tears flow with no meaning, no need, no resolution, and no recognition. i am nothing to me, and you don’t understand that the nothingness is my only comfort. i am aware that this life is but a teardrop in the ocean of the space/time continuum, but at the moment, this life is all i’ve got….. and you can never understand that.
non bis in idem
