The Eye of the Storm

As a writer, you'd think these words would've came easily to me. 

But this time was different. 

I spent the past month as a ghost. 

There was a constant flow of people surrounding me,

And I could hear them talk to me,

But I couldn't really find it in me to form a response. 

I just felt so quiet. 

And I'm not sure if this is what it means to lose you - all the static and chaos that floods me suddenly drops silent, 

But I didn't realize how comforting it was to feel everything at once

Until I was no longer capable of feeling anything.