a question

I asked you and you said 'you're too vague' of course i am i am afraid your answer would be finite leaving no room for hope for interpretation for dreaming for yearning for the search for myself in you an eternity lives between a yes and a no

emptiness

the fear of emptiness that hollow sinking fear that grip of panic that first realization the moment of waking up that there is nothing there was nothing but the mind trying to hold fantasies and memories to somehow connect those fantasies those memories to the coming day how will I survive it ? if I [...]