Days, Passing By

The days pass by, and I'm stuck here, in the midst of it all.  Blurred, drained of emotions, just empty with a facade.  Pain, loss, love, tears.  Nothing.  Just waiting, for his reply.  Waiting, for something else to happen.  Waiting for myself to let go. 

A week ago, I... spilled everything out.  It was the first time, and it felt like I was somewhat released.  I told a friend about everything with Max, and it makes me feel better because he's the sort of person who listens (and makes you spill) but doesn't pry that much. 

Sometimes, I just want to sit outside and lay down, looking up at the brilliant, vast sky; watching the day pass by, and time slip out of my hands.

Exams have started, and I honestly don't feel motivation to do much.  I don't know. 

I was re-reading Gakuen Alice, and it was really sad.  So much connections lost, people past, sacrifices made.  (Nobara and Persona, Yuka and Shiki/Sensei, Mikan and Natsume) It was sad.  Can't wait for the nest chapter.

Sometimes, I wish my life wasn't as tangled as it is now.  Sometimes I wish that I could start hoping again.  And truly loving. 

As the days pass by, I sit here watching my life shorten, and shorten.