Old

-He looks a little bit old -She said.
-Well... I don't think so- I answered then.

I didn't care at all.
However. In a way, she were right.
Actually, He was very old inside.
I couldn't see any glow into his eyes.
Never.

I'm getting tired.
I'm getting grey.
I'm getting cold.
I'm getting old.

Numbness was your only gift to me.
I've already learnt how does it work.

Thank you very much.