texas

its like we don't even talk anymore. i feel like i might as well still be thousands of miles away. The air was still. Stale. Heavy. Even though the ceiling fan was on high, it felt as if there was no circulation. Every breath felt dry. No moisture just heat. It's the texas weather. I feel sadder then normal. Maybe the air is to blame. At least that gives it a reason. I feel uneasy. Betrayed. Withough proof. Just undying doubt. You're right there. Yet I cannot seem to form words. I blame the air.