Her heart had grown so familiar to the pain of life without him that to respond now seemed too large a pleasure she could not endure. If pain was love then she loved fiercely. Yet knew she could not be near that boy again.
When you miss someone....its weirdyour body doesnt function normally..as it should. Because I miss you and my heartits not steadymy soul it sings numb. Fingers are coldlike youyour soul.