I used to know how to talk to people. I used to ramble & ramble to strangers about anything that interests me. Until one day, I just stopped. Not that I stopped rambling, just that I stopped rambling to other people but myself. Then, I stopped talking. Once more not to myself, just that a switch in my head had flipped. I’d forgotten how to socialize. How to interact. How to talk. It eventually got so bad I’d forgotten how to order food with my voice. I can now. But I still can’t talk. One day, I’d bottled my liquid feelings so much that the bottle was about to spill. Until the next day where my bottle had grown. Fitting more liquid inside itself. Recently, I've gotten to a similar point. The bottle was about to spill. But before I knew it, it’d grown once more. I’ve forgotten how to cry. Forgotten how to empty my emotions. I just want to let it out. I’m so tired of feeling empty. I just want to be sad again.