I don't know,,

The words that were never spoken, the feelings that were there all along.  Every touch burning with a new intensity, every second moving too slow. Clinging to what you believe is real but waking up alone and cold. Turning into a stone, that no longer knows what to do or where to go. Pushing through the bullshit. Moving on each day. Learning how to live a new way. EVerything turning out okay.