It’s been two days since you left. It’s been forty-eight hours since you told me we needed time away. I can’t say that I feel anything, because I’ve been trying so hard not to. Sadness eats away at my heart, and I only have so much left of that.
It’s been two days since you left and I’ve thought about your body pressed against mine almost thirty-four times. In my head, we melted together and my soul got lost in yours but all I needed was to feel your arms close around me and hear you say that I was the most beautiful storm you ever wanted to drown in.
It’s been two days since you’ve left and bottle labels have your name sprawled across them and I see your smile in the bottom but by the time I reached the end, I could hardly see anything. My body was an earthquake for hours. I still hear you calling my name out and in my dreams you’re still holding my hand but I keep waking up to empty bed sheets and tear-stained pillows.
It’s been two days since you left and I’m trying to handle the pain.(b.l) I’m so sorry I took away the light in your eyes.