i found myself staring at the clock,
11:11.

I didn't know what to wish for,
because I had been wishing for you

now that you're gone,
i find myself searching.

to think of something to wish for,
that i would want more than having you back.


m. h. f.

I miss you so much.
It hurts.

I want a hug.
I want to smell you.

No pain or longing when I see you.

Who is she?
That used to be me.

I want to know you.
How did we become strangers?

m.h.f