Beyond Lines

Line Sixteen

My tears won't stop flowing.

Aren't I pathetic?

I feel trapped inside my own thoughts.

I am confused.

Anxious.

Desperate.

Help me.

I don't want to dry my eyes out.

Maybe I'll become a raisin?

That's actually a funny thought.

Do you know what's funnier?

He doesn't care.

It's hilarious.

I feel so destroyed.

So numb.

So lonely.

So incomplete.

His promises became fantasies.

His words transformed into myths.

His presence into a legend.

And here I am, real as ever, shattered by his absence.