As i sit here... i try to hold back the tears that try to bead my eyes. My sadness is my own, but i endlessly feel petty for being sad over nothing at all.
It started with a paragraph or two that i wrote regarding one of my anime concepts titled "trinket" to a friend. So... i began looking for it. I read through my old skype logs, something i shall never do again.
When did i change? When did i stop being who i was? And... and how can i be him again?
A tear falls along my face, my eyes feel warm... and all i can wish for is life to be as it was before.
Is that too much to ask?