i have two different ways to deal with the broken us:

1.
at night, i take as many pills as i can
i crawl to my bed feeling my bones dismantle
my body is full of sorrow
i miss you harder every second
and i think about everything you've done but still
my kind, melted side is praying for you to be okay

2.
during the day, i still have the same routine i had when you were here
now without you
i remember things we used to do and places we used to go
a thousand times
and all of them gets each time more terrifying
and i whisper repeatedly about
how much i wish it takes a long, hard time for you to forget me
that you struggle to settle down your mind
to take me off of your head
as much as i am struggling right now
and i wish that someday, when you think that
i have finally left your mind fully
we meet again

and maybe this time we can make it