I dove, down, down, and even further down, into the deepest depths of your very soul. What I found, was indescribable. The most beautiful sea, painted in a strangely somber, livid shade of grey. A sun, almost as if placed there by Picasso himself, clinging to it's home in the mid-day sky. And that's when I noticed, everything had ceased. There were no waves anymore, no birds, and not a single person. Everything had simply... stopped. Now, I think I know why. You've stopped caring. Loving. You're an indifferent, apathetic shell of what you were. Until you let love in, nothing can proceed.