it feels like i'm just going through the actions. doing what i have to do. don't feel anything. its not numb. its just nothing.

i'm sitting here waiting. waiting for a memory to come back. waiting for that feeling to come back to me again. sometimes i wonder why. maybe what i'm waiting for will never happen again. it might have been the place, the point in time that induced such a reaction. and though we can go back to the place, we could never go back to that point in time again. is it goodbye forever? i don't know if i want to accept that. maybe i'm happier just living in my fantasies, my delusions. shrugs.

i'm tired of studying. i don't want to. i just want to go back to dancing.

i'm so hollow baby, i'm so hollow.

: goodbye my lover :: james blunt :