It's funny how I'll put up this front like nothing's wrong and keeping my heart far from my sleeve so you won't know the pain that resides deep down tethered around my soul.

Even the day after, I still wanted to pick up the phone to call you trying to figure out what was going on, but I couldn't. Now all I have are one way conversations trying to find some computation to make it all make sense...but it still doesn't add up.

I couldn't form my lips to speak the words into existence without realizing how painful it actually was. A pulse trembled throughout my body, but I felt a part of me escape through the tears that ran across my face effortlessly. Stripping me of one of the only pieces of you I had and I would truly give up my last to get that back.

In a world full of puzzles I only hold a piece without knowing where the box is. And all I ask is that I'm able to keep onto it til I'm shown that time doesn't actually exist and that life is just a dream we are waiting to wake up from. Because that's what I imagine it feels like.

All I'm left with are memories, but then i remember that not all stories have happy endings.

I love you.

12 June 2016