The tingling sensation on the nose, the temperature rise on the eyes and the humidity building up until it reaches a level too high to be contained, threatening to spill out and finally doing so on an uneven flow that crosses my cheeks before separating itself from my skin simply free falling at gravity's mercy until it splatters on the first surface it encounters, a single tear turning into a dozen. And then there's the emptiness within, the ever so present and unwavering void right in my core, that was once filled with something. Something I've long forgotten how to feel let alone how it was even called.
"How many years till you break
All that keeps breaking you?
How many tears will you waste
While finding the truth?"
- "Make It Right" by Alter Bridge
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