When something is left out in the cold too long, it will begin to freeze after a certain ammount of time. Unresponsive, unyielding.
Frankly, I have ceased to give a shit anymore.
It's not that I don't want to care, but it's been so long since someone has reciprocated that caring feeling that I seem to have simply forgotten how to care anymore.
The Winter is setting in and the ice shows no signs of meliting. The almost moments that were broken have solidified the ice even farther.
Where have you been?
I am searching for a dream that is quickly retreating.
I don't want to be lost to the cold, to the ice, to the snow and winter.
For I fear that there is nothing stopping that fate from envoloping me wholly.
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