#saknar dig

Vad är meningen med livet när det som gett mitt liv en mening inte längre är en del utav de?

I knew you were the one I wanted when I closed my eyes and your face was the only one that popped up repeatedly.

I miss you, I wish I could reach out but I’ve done too much of that.

I sat outside smoking a cigarette on my stoop (you would’ve been disgusted and nodded disapprovingly), but I had a smile on my face because I thought about the good times we’ve had without any sadness or bitterness.

I hope your move to the states goes well and that you thrive. You deserve it out of anyone else that I know.

Det är lugnt.

Men snälla låt mig känna, hjälp mig att sätta ihop delarna igen.

Även om du inte fattar, varför jag går sönder.