Missing her is the most painful thing I have to deal with everyday
Because I won’t let myself, not at first
But then I let a little in
And like choppy waters, they start to slowly engulf me
Missing her is more painful than when people I loved left the world
Because there are parts of me -
My heart, my thoughts, my soul, my being -
They all left along with her
And you can say that I’m being dramatic
Or that “feelings aren’t real”
But it’s like parts of me are hollow -
Like they’re open wounds that won’t heal
And trust me, I know
This is incredibly pathetic
And just so everyone knows
I promise I’m not holding my breath
I’m not holding out for hope
I’m not that fucken stupid
I just still am…
Well, you already know
I refuse to say it loud
I regret ever saying it to begin with
Because yeah, people have left me before
They’ve even thrown me away before
Just -
Not like this