My heart is full, but at the same time, there's a void refusing to be filled. A great denial waiting to be unveiled. There is a wall, one high enough I can never climb. There is a border, visible, yet untouchable. I can't get through. Yet, leaving is not an option. So I stayed, I sat down, for what feels like an eternity. 

Phone calls upon phone calls. Weeks go by. Everything is confusing. As if my mind doesn't function anymore. Logic is off, eyes are closed. I started doing things blindly. 

So tell me, am I falling for the idea of it, or am I really free falling deep into the unknown?