Movies

You know those moments in movies where nothing is happening, you're just hearing the rustling of  feet, the bed covers, the wrapping paper of food? Those moments when nothing at all is happening but the invisible thoughts inside the actors head as he ties his shoes, walks down a side street, closes a door, whistles to himself? That's how I feel inside all the time now. Empty but heard. Alive and heard but empty and void of content. Seen but not touched, looked upon and pondered but not felt or caressed. Vital to the scene at hand but not seen for anything other than background noise.