Glossy Eyes

Can anyone remember the last time they were so happy that their eyes were shining? For me, it was about a year ago, maybe two. It's hard to recall exactly, as that was a time when I could actually feel something, anything. By something, I mean emotions.

Emotions. What does that even mean? That's what I would say if someone asked me about mine.

Emotions are what make us human, right?Right.
But for me, they were proof that I was alive. I don't know what death is like or how the afterlife will be, but I am mature enough to say that I am dead.

When I say I am dead, I don't mean my soul has abandoned my body, but rather that my soul is dead while my body remains alive. I cannot feel anything anymore. I don't remember what it is like to feel emotions. I don't remember crying when I'm sad. I don't remember feeling happy or having tears of joy. I don't remember how it feels to feel something.

I was once the most sensitive person you could ever meet. I would cry for others' pain and have happy tears for others' happiness. Either way, I always had glossy eyes. A person with glossy eyes.

Now, I don't even remember what glossy eyes feel like.