10/10/99

So today it seems as if the fog has lifted from both our shoulders. I began to worry. He seemed so distant and detached, and now, he is free. He must have out ran the void that has been slowly decaying the two of us. Neither of us know how much longer it will last, yet I hope that when it returns it only chokes me and not him. The pain is much less when inflicted upon myself; when I see him hurt, it kills me inside. When he feels numb, I am absent of existence. Is there a way to fill something that turns everything into nothing? It eats all existence as a parasite deletes other being’s worlds. Yet, the tragedy is, that the parasite is of our same species. We delete each other, and it swallows us whole.