Dear Chester

I know. I know the pain isn't a pain at all but a numbness. An absence of feeling that leaves you wondering if you still have a heart. You can hear it beating. One thump, one second at a time passes by and the sound of that heart becomes so overwhelming. You don't feel happiness or sadness or even anger. You're not alone but you feel isolated. You're not hungry or scared but you wish you were because you would at least be feeling something. You are numb, as you once said "feeling so faithless, lost under the surface" Sometimes it feels like none of it will matter in the end. But there is hope - one more light to find and never let go. There are people in this world who looked up to you. They connected to the melody of words that you poured from your heart. They knew what you were feeling. They supported you and had your back, but did you see that? Why did you give up? Chester?