one day,
as you’re lying in bed,
he will cross your mind
like an unexpected thought.
you will realize
it is because today
was the first day of
not continuously staring at a chat with an empty message box
not updating him on what you’re doing
not feeling the urge to know how his life is going.
it will scare you.
this is the very thing that has terrified you from the very beginning.
not knowing
not being connected.
don’t be scared.
this connection?
it was wrapped around your heart,
your throat - slowly suffocating you.
you don’t know what fresh air tastes like anymore.
trust me - it is good for you despite its unfamiliarity.
it is not his fault, it is not yours.
the suffocating felt like comfort.
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 11:47 AM UTC
one day,
as you’re lying in bed,
he will cross your mind
like an unexpected thought.
you will realize
it is because today
was the first day of
not continuously staring at a chat with an empty message box
not updating him on what you’re doing
not feeling the urge to know how his life is going.
it will scare you.
this is the very thing that has terrified you from the very beginning.
not knowing
not being connected.
don’t be scared.
this connection?
it was wrapped around your heart,
your throat - slowly suffocating you.
you don’t know what fresh air tastes like anymore.
trust me - it is good for you despite its unfamiliarity.
it is not his fault, it is not yours.
the suffocating felt like comfort.
-jessica
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