I feel like I've lost an anchor. For some reason everything seems so much more worse. Friends aren't friends anymore, more like acquaintances that will not give you the time of the day unless you're remotely interesting or have any value to them. Conversations are awkward silences punctuated by fake smiles.
Without her, I feel like I'm slowly drifting away on an island that is progressively getting smaller. Pretty soon, I won't be able to keep myself on it any longer. It feels like tomorrow, it will disappear and I will drown in the sea. And it's only been a week. My chest feels like an endless hollow pit that nothing can fill. Not fully, not permanently. My bible sits at the end of my bed but for some reason, I can't bring myself to open it let alone read it.
It's back to routine tomorrow and I have a mask to put on; a fake excitement that others expect to see. Time creeps by too fast nowadays.
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