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Numb


I am standing alone walking in a place I call Numb. Surrounded by nothing, but white, no one but you. A smile falls upon your god like face as you hug me and BANG!! Euphoria slams out the white. Color bleeds into lines of things I had not cared to notice before. People, faces blending into to one another more importantly there is you. In my hand, even if only for a moment, a piece of bliss I will hold onto forever. As you pull away, so does euphoria, gently tugging away as the need to leave grows I hug you good bye, and again the glorious high invades my cautious senses, I walk away colors pull away, making way for the white for crashing. Not so painful, because I am numb There is nothing, because to me and my body, you are all.
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