She said something was missing from my eyes. That my gaze was off and my fingers felt numb to the touch. She claimed that I was passive but I highly doubt that. I felt more aggressive at that moment. Maybe passive aggressive. She touched my forehead and asked me if I was sick. I told her no. She kissed my cheek and shivered. She looked into my eyes and saw nothing. She told me I should go to the doctor. I told her I was already gone. She was confused. I was losing my mind. She gave me a hug. I shrugged her off. She said 'I love you'. I looked at her,unfazed.

We took a walk. Not in reality but somewhere between past and future. But not today. I took her hand and she took mine. She asked me what's wrong with me in a scared tone. I told her I'm not fine and I'm not crazy. She didn't understand so,I took her to the cliff of my fears. She looked over the edge and screamed. She couldn't comprehend what she saw. I looked at her weeping into my chest,begging to take it back. I said no. She hugged harder,ripping me apart. She screamed why. I told her

"This is where the sun doesn't shine. The moon doesn't brighten the night. And where voices never sleep. This is where I spend my time and I can't seem to leave. It ripped itself into my daydream then my reality. I wish I could stop it. I really do. But you were suppose to save me." She looked into my eyes and I saw nothing. I knew this would happen when I let her in. So over time we just sat on the edge of the cliff and enjoyed the beautiful misery.She asked me what was wrong with her and I told her she was insane. She finally understood and sang her insanity.

There's now a smile plastered on my face. At least I can share my madness with her. It had to be her. Then I cried.