Comfortably numb

So ,have you ever seen something beautiful and drawn a complete blank? Staring into the sea ,thinking about nothing , and realising you were thinking about nothing ? That . For the times i am not gregarious , perhaps your thoughts sink into me deeper than they sink into your soul. For those precarious times when your mere presence in my mind was my security . When my body works like clockwork without you realising the effort every inch of me makes to repair itself when i think of things which are so wonderfully amazing , despite the apparently obnoxious chasms born by your words , subtly slipping into my world , a reminiscent tingling all over my biological fabric , feelings i cannot place reminding me of the person i was before and the human i have become .

Salted wounds , comfortably numb .