The emotionless being in my confusion, other than the image of myself, haunts my mind and fills me with these feelings of despair and helplessness. The fact that distance suddenly meant the world was almost unthinkable. I could do nothing.
A person that has told me so much about himself, his past, I feel so bad that I can do nothing to help. God, do I want to be able to hold him, make sure that he knows I care, that I'd do anything for him...He's seemed to have so little feeling towards him...And I'm too far away to help.
And I'm terrified that I always will be.