I lied on my right so I could hide my face and I let my tears drown my pillow so I wouldn't taste the salt in my tears.
I miss you...
The thought of letting time slip through our days 24 hours after 24 hours makes me feel so bitterly empty.
We could talk about how inelegantly, and without our consent, time passed. But we are the ones allowing it to quietly walk away when we decide to let it manipulate our days.....
And if time is the crux of it all, is being apart just a matter of losing it all?
xx
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