September 20th, 2010

 Imagine having someone who knew you inside and out. Someone who knew you so well they could tell you were sad just by the way your tone of voice was. Someone who knew the little things you did that determined how you felt. Imagine someone who could sometimes read past your lies and mask.

Now, imagine that person no longer be “that” person. They’re still in your life, but you pass by each other as if you were strangers. You still see them, they can tell you’re upset. You can also tell when they’re upset or somethings off about them. You want to do something, you just don’t know what. 

Imagine being put in a position where you don’t know where you stand. You don’t know who you are to them, to everyone else. Imagine that feeling of emptiness and that feeling of being lost. Alone. You feel like no one understands you anymore. You feel a little empty because that person isn’t there* anymore.

So, imagine yourself in my shoes.

This is how I feel.