what do you believe in?
happiness is all but a fleeting moment of peace that once passed,
leaves you nothing, but the memory of how empty and broken you were before.

i want nothing.
because everything so much as remotely smells of you,
leaves me acutely aware of how miserable and unmeaningful the path we once took was.

and now we tread on shallow waters, drowning cautiously in between the waves of solitude.