Swept back into emotional black holes,
inescapable pools of blue surrounding pupils,
drowning in want and knowing full well,
the circumstances of giving in.

With a dry throat,
and dry red eyes,
dehydrated from tears,
alone.

Left behind,
as she moved on,
the earth opened,
and swallowed me.

No longer affected,
the world slides by me,
it no longer matters,
I cannot be touched,
emotions canned,
never to be reopened.