I’m standing on a shore, staring at you, and I don’t know what to say. Maybe there’s nothing to say.

I’m standing on an edge, wondering about my life, and I don’t know what to do. Maybe there’s nothing I can do.

I’m standing on a hill, thinking about flying, but I don’t know how to breathe. Maybe there’s no breath in me.

And I sit on that bench. Tired of asking myself questions that have no answers. If I could… if only I could lay my head on your lap, feel the warmth of your body, hear the whisper of your voice, feel your touch on my hand. Then I would know all the answers.

Then I would follow you everywhere, letting you lead me.

I went to the forest, holding your hand. The trees absorbed you. You left me in the darkness. You left me in the cold.

I’m fading.