Do you ever just have that feeling that in a such a big world full of potential that you're just a tiny dot that will wind down into nothing. I feel like that everyday. Waiting for someone to turn me into something. Yes, I should do it myself, but I can't. I rely on other people while I'm still figuring myself out. People tend to ask what I see myself doing in ten years. I see nothing. I have no plans. I try to live in the moment, and sometimes I do. It's a thrill of joy and happiness and once it's over I'm back to a dark place. I try to turn on my own light, but I'm too weak to flip the switch. That's when he came along. Things got torn apart. Put back together. Over and over again. Many years were wasted- doing what? I can't remember. The days tend to blur into one lump of nothing without him.
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Wasted Years || A.I
Fanfiction"The days tend to blur into one lump of nothing without him"
