I think I understand

Not so long ago, we'd say there was nothing wrong with it. We'd all laugh and lie with half smiles hoping against hope to reach the truth. In hope. Couldn't that be an expression. We have in love or. Can't we have in hope?

Not so long ago, we'd cry and despair and dwell in the void. We'd gauge our eyes out and fantasize about it. This time not with half smiles, but half happiness. Wouldn't that be something.

Not so long ago, we'd refuse everything.

We still do.

'Cause there's nothing here for us.

He's killing us.

Us.

Us.

Me.