i’m sorry. sorry that i couldn’t find the right words, right emotions, the right anything. to say to comfort you. my voice ranging an octave higher than usual. you were searching for an answer, a light, hope. but i gave you nothing. but i want you to know that i’m crying for you. for me. for those who have compromised. for those who speak with an unattached voice. for those who will die in unnecessary battles. i’m feeling empty inside. tired. eyes swollen.