My laughs are a little shorter
and I'm a little less spontaneous.
Being alone no longer makes me feel as though I can't breathe;
it's become my default mode of operating.
I don't feel as hungry anymore
nor does food taste quite the same.
I find myself staring at the clock and instead of wishing for time to slow,
I will it to go by faster
to give me a new day
another 24-hour buffer
for that hole inside my chest.
Sometimes, ya just gotta let the emotions out.