Mostly though, I'm just numb.
Maybe its hopelessness. Fighting an already lost war. Crying quiet tears. Screaming at deaf ears.
And I think I've lost myself somewhere along this winding, wounding road.
But it's time that I stop to smell the roses, or feel the thorns. Either way, I'm letting go of that which has already gone.
And I think it's okay for me to start feeling okay :)