Severed Feelings

Can you tell from the look in our eyes?

Savannah Wilden || John O'Callaghan V

Some days I wondered why we stayed, why I bothered to return home to him, to the mess, to the wreck our apartment had become.

The most rational part of my being wondered where I would go if I decided that being there, at the apartment John and I shared, simply wasn’t an option anymore. I had no one. He had no one. We were stuck, bound together by what once had been love and could be love again if we tried to rekindle it. We were bound by the secrets we’d shared, but foremost we were bound together by tragedy.

It was funny thinking about it really.

The thing that had brought us together in the first place was now tearing us apart more than ever.

We're going nowhere.