She is drowning in the loneliness that is clouding her thoughts.
When she thought.
If she thought;
she thinks she feel him, just in the back of her mindset.
She can feel him watching her no matter how hard she tries to push him out.
It is no use.
He clouds every part of her head and takes away her thoughts.
She is somewhere cold, dark; she is no longer in control.
Now matter how hard she tries to fight him, to shove her way through the fog, the more she goes under.
Now she is in this familiar place, this nowhere.
She must wait until he is done.
Until she is in control once again.