DawynH
I leave it up to you now. Universe, oh powerful deity, come prove to me that this life I lead means something. Something! Anything, I beg you. Because as of now I am pretty sure I have nothing. Please, I need a sign that this storm shall pass and that a saving grace will fall on me. She better show your worthiness fate, she better prove to me that this world is exactly what I have always thought of it: meant to be.
A legion of empty words followed the three I sputtered out to her. I gave her the three most feared words in the world and she gave me none in return. Staring into her eyes I saw nothing, just a vacancy that my feelings for her could never fill because, in her near vegetative state, she could never respond to anything I ever said to her.