119 days,
2,856 hours,
171,360 minuets,
10,281,600 seconds,
and i still think of you.
I remember everything so vividly;
my heart pounds within my chest
as glass begins to shatter,
a stream of tears begin to fall,
that is when you let go.
while I wish
to hate you,
I find myself missing you.
and sometimes I wonder,
do you still think of me.