albinomoose52
I wish I could actually smile. Ever since "The big D" I don't smile as much. I don't laugh as much. And I really can't feel. I cry but I've stopped caring. I hate it. And blame her.
Train, train. Loud noisy train. You sound like thunder under my feet. I walk near the vent and you fly under me like a million frightened bats. I jump back afraid and shocked that such a giant could be living under my feet without even knowing it! What else could be under our feet without the knowledge of it even being there?