11:59 p.m. - 2008-03-20
Cold and mute
Is this how you felt?
Cold, mute, dead to the world?
But in this shell that I find myself in, I can see the world pass me by with immense speed, and I remain untouched by it. I feel nothing, not like I normally would. So is this how you felt? Is this why you left me without a second's notice. I have succumb to the same evil that you had, long before. Had we both been on the same level at the same time, would we have lasted some more? Or would we be both two guns with no powder, nor bullets.

I was the bullet and you were the gun
Without me, you're empty inside