Isn't it funny how some people or situations shake you up completely?
How easy it is for others to alter your self perception, to change you, to shake you up from your very core.
Everyday he asks himself. Will he love again? And he says these words, with an uncanny numbness, mind you. There is no emotion attached to it. But then again, will it ever be the same?
"My life is fiction. And I'm trying so hard to fit in.", that's what he told me once, again in one of his vague moods I so enjoyed. It was hard to get him to say the truth.
You'd like him if you ever met him. Undoubtedly a charmer. So happy and so alive...and yet.
