You know what it feels like when some one leaves? To me, it feels like they die.. I know that thought is kinda morbid or harsh, but its one of the hardest things to have to face..
You begin to wonder weather of not they exist once you don't see them anymore. It feels like they unplug, and get stored in a closet; or just beyond a security checkpoint is a conveyor-belt that immediately ships them away down a corridor and over the edge into a meat grinder shredding them to peaces, recycle, then repackage for the next time.
Even if you talk over the phone.. Its like dialing a 900 number phone service. As if your speaking to a recording; so fake, a scripted act with an operator on the other line using a voice simulator along with cued responses and well studied mannerisms.
I don't know.. It breaks my heart when people leave. I am starting over.. I don't know love, and it doesn't know me. I'm with no one.. I'm all alone like a zombie..
That's my feeling of when someone leaves..
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