10/14/16 4:00 pm
being alone
has made me realize
how hard it is
to live without you.
i was fine at first.
i could eat
and sleep.
but then, it happened.
i realized something
that i never had before.
i missed your laugh,
your smile, your hands.
i missed the way
you’d look at me
and make me feel
like the only person in the world.
i missed our long talks,
our arguments, our jokes.
i missed you
holding me,
telling me
it would be alright
because you truly felt
that it would be.
and without a doubt,
i would believe you.
in those moments,
i thought that nothing
could ever bring me down.
because i’d never felt
more protected
or more loved
than i did
while in your arms.
it’s ironic how the things
we feel most protected by
can be exactly what
will tear us to bits
and rip the happiness
right out of our lives.
and even though you left me
with tear-stained clothes
and a heart stained with pain,
i missed your everything.
you were all i thought about.
day and night,
night and day.
i loved you…
too much.
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