The silence is so much worse.
Where has the laughter gone? The happy memories are so distant now. I think I would even take the fighting, anything but the silence.
I know there is still love in me, it’s somewhere but asleep, lying in a dormant state awaiting the eruption.
Every time the light is within touching distant something minimal happens and it further away than it was before. It is like one step forward 2 steps back.
I know it’s probably me. I am in a dark place. Nothing is going right. I’m saying everything wrong again. I need to think before I speak. Yes it is all me.
I need to be strong and stop wallowing in self pity. I need to be the one to break the silence, have I got it in me, am I strong enough?