60 to 0.

You use to tell me everything. I always told you everything. (I'll admit you had MUCH more to tell me, and that was fine with me) but now I feel super in the dark about you and it's weird. And it's selfish. I'm uncomfortable. I feel a little lost goofy. Pretty spacious. Just more gaps to fill in this weird spot in my life. I'll accept it. Even when I'm not apart of it. The world doesn't stop spinning for me, my friends, no one. It's okay. I'm okay. Just dealing with going through the motions.