Without him near I feel as though the body I inhabit is becoming a shell of who I was. I find my emotions harder to express and often times feel as though I am gradually encasing myself in ice. These numerous days without him have changed me.
Hardened me.
Made me reclusive.
I find myself apprehensive nowadays for the upcoming change. I am frightened. I am lonely. For I know that things will be different. We will be two different individuals from now on, both he and I. He will have matured, and I... I will be more closed off.
I loathe it.
Despise it.
Wish to tear it apart and go back to how I use to be... that warm and caring person who found comfort in others.
But now that comfort offered to me by others only damages my current state even more. This heart won't heal until he returns to me, and even then I'm not sure if it will heal completely. And if it doesn't.... will I still be this way?
