Do You Miss Me?

Today I admit to myself that I do miss you.
I miss our little talk, the ones that made our souls come alive.

I think of you when it's quiet.
When the air is still, and the clock is ticking, and the day is heavy.

Do you ever just sit and have conversations with me in your head?

Of course I know, I will only be stronger for having had endured this.
But right now, I don't feel strong at all.
I only feel nothing.
Strongly.

I learned to control my emotions the rough way.
And ended up feeling nothing.
At all.

Sometimes nothing is an emotion too.
And sometimes, nothing is the only emotion I need.