the gaping hole creeps. like shadows lurking in daylight. it comes suddenly, and i know there is no way to stop it. it will be there. forever. anything can invoke it, a song, a smile, a thought. the pain comes, then. searing. as i stare at the two, the pain increases. when i was younger, i had no one to turn to. i was by myself. i wrote stories and my imagination soared. i will never be able to experience such closeness, because it terrifies me. even when i got close, they fled. what if it happens again? too big of a risk. so i keep quiet while my eyes gaze over and thoughts overflow my brain.