La Grande Noirceur

Oh oh, c'est encore revenu.

Everything's black and tasteless again.

I miss the time when everything we did was amazing. I miss the walk in the park, or the nights spent talking about nothing. I miss the fires and the marshmallows. I miss the good times we had.

Sure, I have an awesome boyfriend and some amazing friends... but what happened? How did I lose my spark?

Est-ce que je dois jeter de l'huile sur le feu ou dois-je tout simplement m'habituer à cette nouvelle vie plus monotone?

Le vide.

Encore.