not sure of what's going on

you said you'd read me like a book

but the pages are all torn and frayed...

day in, day out...you're there, but not entirely there. all i see is a vacuous void. all i hear is a stark silence. all i feel is a cold connection. yeah, i don't seem to be affected; but, unconsciously, i am. please, don't mistake my passivity for "unfeeling-ness". i'm not sure of what's going on.