i think i'm just tired of it.
searching &
hoping &
dreaming &
wondering &
analyzing &
doubting &
crying &
getting my heart broken.
i've been holding this feeling,
cradling it,
looking at it,
not quite sure what it was.
but i know now.
it's the absence of feeling itself.
i don't care about love anymore.
maybe one day it'll spark again...
but for now, i don't care.
i have animals and myself and the entire earth to love.