It'll pass. It always does, sooner or later. It'll pass. I'll keep telling myself that and eventually I'll find some distraction, something to keep me from remembering the feel...

...it'll pass.

*shakes her head, trying to focus once more on reality*

Crystal tears and a memory that isn't even mine, a sliding glass door and a lifetime of promise played out in one moment.

*shrugs*

I guess Akasha is back off the reading list again.