Slump

July 31, 2014

This...

This is settling.

Sitting here with you

Staring at this static fuzz on the TV screen,

Listless, blank, and melancholy.

We gave up so long ago,

Not really caring about each other,

But caring about having someone...

There is no emotion,

No connection.

All feeling is lost.

We are numb to what "Love" used to be,

And I'm not sure how we

Got so lost...

But this,

This is settling.

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