And still she says nothing. I try and convince myself that actions speak loudest, and keep on hugging. It feels good. And yet wrong. Everything feels wrong. I realize that I need to hear her say something, my name, a greeting, anything. And somehow I know that's not going to happen.
She's damaged. Again. Worse than ever before. And I have no idea how to fix her.
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She's damaged. Again. Worse than ever before. And I have no idea how to fix her.
That hurts.