We Both Died
This will forever be hard to wrap my mind around, living and loving without you I never knew that I’d know the feeling of living this life with wounds that aren’t healing
I can’t seem to break away from the shadows of loneliness
They sweep over me like a gust of wind
Plummeting towards my demise
When will I break?
I already feel myself chipping away
Each fiber of my sanity dissolving in a pit of no control
Each fiber dispersed, I am no longer whole
We both died that day
I died inside with all of these wishes, should haves
What stopped me?
How can I forgive myself for not loving you on time
How can I forgive myself for loving you when you aren’t around to experience this unconditionality
The wind howls but I don’t hear your voice
The sun shines but I look away from it
Is the sun you?
How can I look you in the eye when you shine so bright still?
Intimidated by your perfection, always have been, always will
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