It's 12:06 AM
And I lost you today.
I actually lost you quite a while ago
I guess,
And was just grasping at something
That had disintegrated.
But I really lost you today.
And I can't breathe
Because my veins are currently being flooded with
An infinity of moments
In which I fell in love with you,
Taking up all the room in my blood,
So no oxygen is getting anywhere
At all.
And it's a weird feeling
Not being able to decide if your rapid breathing is being caused by
Your heart completely giving out,
Or your lungs trying to catch up to your running away from every trace of his presence.
Feeling like you were just possessed by
Every demon that ever crept into your bones,
And feeling a relief.
I'm terrified.
Im so terrified of having to
Snip apart the seams that sewed us together.
Every god **** second spent with you being a stitch in the warmest blanket I ever slept in.
And I hate the cold.
And if anyone out there knows, could you please tell me how to not think of him whenever I see the moon.