I am not you!

Books... Written feelings trapped in a body not of their own. Unspoken words. Engraved letters. Bricks of one’s life. I open my mouth. Cascade of letters crashed on the pale notebook that's staring up at me, empty and craving for feelings to flood his own immortal life. A candle, a warrior of light, cuts through the core of the darkness. Bleeding. Drowning in silence. I close my eyes and see myself shouting. The words were like poison and yet, your eyes were void. No love, no pain, no sorrow, no joy. Emptiness. A statue. A mirror reflecting the pain back to the owner. I turned around, and walked away. Me and my shadow. I should have known better.... You are not me!!