I'm a mess.

Emotionless.

With teary, empty eyes.

Everything's empty inside myself.

I can't feel you.

Where is your love?

Your care?

Where are you?

And where am I?

Who am I?

Why did I turn into the person I am?

The person I don't want to be.

This cold girl?

This broken, empty girl.

I didn't want this.

I didn't want anything to happen.

But it did.

Maybe it's meant to be.

Maybe there is a reason.

Isn't there a reason for everything?

But everyone is saying that in the end everything should be good.

Maybe there's no reason then.

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Don't worry, mir geht's gut, es ist nichts passiert.
Das sind immer nur Gedanken:)
Ich werds bei anderen Kapiteln nicht mehr drunter schreiben, ihr wisst ja bescheid ♡♡♡