Her body trembled like an unsprung spring
or not daring to move at all
without the sanity to pull herself back up
Daring to not fall apart yet she felt as if she'd already fallen
already half gone in the memories,
reaping what she didn't sow
estranged from the reality of his presence, the soothing ache at his side
Yet she couldn't quite find a will to let her mind wander down that long forsaken path
out of a fear of wanting what she can never have again
unable to catch her breath, because Cat Noir wasn't coming home again.