she’s hurling words to me that I don’t understand
I squint trying to make sense of anything
that moment is where I lost everything
I look at my surroundings with no glimpse of any meaning
noise! wind! numbness!
am I losing myself or is myself acquiring some kind of consciousness ?
warmth on my cheek.
is it a touch or a tear? what’s the difference anyway!
“hey! are you even listening to me?”
“yes, yes I am listening”
with an evil look she turned and left..
my eyes followed her until she left the room and froze
I’ve listened, I’ve always listened
but never understood, or been understood