He asked me are we falling apart now and I could not answer not because I felt we were or we weren't, But because any word or thought had fallen apart from me piled up on the ****** carpet at my feet. An empty answer through an open mouth my tongue searching for the right words as to not hurt him as to not make him feel as I do. I do not know how to do that though. My mind knows I love him and as hope is the only feeling left I hope I love him I hope this is a twist in our story I hope to fall back into his arms and feel everything I used to I hope and I hope and I hope and I hope *To feel anything for anyone