quiet...

I feel like I've lost my voice here. The place where I found my voice. I am too fragmented. I need to start putting all these pieces back together. To reconstruct.

That is why it is so quiet here.

The only thoughts running through my head are thoughts of him. His face, his voice, his smell. I am clinging to these things in an effort to perhaps bring him back, or to not forget him. To keep him alive in some small way.

I am just heartbroken.