8

I have to believe in a world outside my own mind. I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I can’t remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world’s still there. Do I believe the world’s still there? Is it still out there?… Yeah. We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are. I’m no different.

8

I don’t even know how long she’s been gone. It’s like I’ve woken up in bed and she’s not here because she’s gone to the bathroom or something. But somehow I just… I just know she’s never gonna come back to bed. If I could just reach over and touch her side of the bed I would know that it was cold, but I can’t. I know I can’t have her back, but I don’t want to wake up in the morning thinking she’s still here. I lie here not knowing how long I’ve been alone. So how… how can I heal? How am I supposed to heal if I can’t feel time?