I am tired of waking up to this colorless world. I don't even know who I am anymore. Nothing has meaning not one darn thing. I was running, and still am in a fog. But I am tired of taking it day by day. Constantly living in panic, constantly. He was the one person that understood everything about me, even my silence. He knew what I needed when I needed it. He knew be better then I knew myself. I am tired of getting up every morning and noticing that the sun is out even though he isn't here with me. I am tired of people asking how I am and me saying i'm fine, and them believing me. I am just tired of everything, my heart is tired, my brain is tired, I am so drained. I just want my husband back, I am so incomplete and lost here without him..
Constantly playing a character in a movie only I star in, a sad movie, a movie of heartbreak...a doom that only I see. Don't really understand how the world is moving right along, when I feel so lost? I have to fake it when in public, the lack of understanding is just painful... there is no soul in anything...nothing but my tears are real.