believe it or not, i am still very much in love with you.
no one has ever told me how similar grief is to falling in love. a numbness so absolute i can’t tell if i’m at the highest high or the lowest low.
hey wouldn’t it be cool if we were codependent on each other and you needed me just as much as i need you.
i know that you love me. it’s palpable.
(don’t worry it’s already happening)
i was born with half a soul. the other half is nestled in your chest.
i will mourn this november for the rest of my life. this november i fell out of love.
i saw an entire life with you as soon as we met.
i feel this bone aching sadness. it lingers in my muscles and flows through my blood. if i knew bleeding would stop it, i would volunteer to bleed out.