In my mind
we were perfection
balance, the completion of one
another. Soul mates with destiny carved
in the stars. That's what I thought
until you disappeared,
and I realised
I'm
wrong. My world fell from its
heights, I found myself on the
ground where I started, burned up
from the inside out. Hopelessly in
love with your ghost falling more
and more in love but it's
not
real. Only part of me
chooses to recognize this fact.
So I repeat it to myself again and
again so that one day I might get
lucky and feel nothing, this
is my definition of
okay
emptiness, but I'm not empty if
the loss of your prescence continues
to plague me. Continues to
suffocate me, so I must still have
a heart; working to spread hope
to a body that knows its better off
without
life. but I'm too scared
to die, knowing you're out there.
Even if you're with someone
else, someone better. Even if
you are the one who left me
Even if every morning I wake and
my first conscious breath scatters
the fog from my memories of
you.
I'm not okay without you.

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