There's too much happening all at once and I'm still learning how to cope. But my heart is tired, and my body seems to follow suit. Every smile and every laugh, they feel so nice. As if something inside my chest warms to the sight and sound of each. But then the warmth fades, and coldness sets in again.
But it'd be nice if you were here. Maybe you could make me forget them as you remind me of us.
