Every breath hurts when I breathe, knowing that I can’t reach you and the only thing left to do is wait.
But waiting slowly nibbles at the edge of my heart and eventually pulls it into pieces.
I think my life is off beat, I think I’m out of sync without you.
I still have to live day by day, except with blisters on my feet from dancing too much alone with your ghost.
/6 days/
; 