my tears have become the source of water my body lives off of
licking the salt off my lips, taste the melancholy in their kiss
eyes stiff from trying to keep the dams from breaking
they shattered within thirty seconds after saying goodbye
i haven’t tasted oxygen in three days
it feels like a poisonous gas polluting my lungs with each heave in between cries begging you to come back
i tell myself i’m pathetic for thinking you’ll come back because i know i am
but here i am, crying to myself in the pitch black over you on day number three of the most immeasurable pain i have ever endured