I cannot breathe.
The air is stuck in my lungs,
As my endless sorrow begins to seethe.
                  Anger.
                          Anger.
                                 Another slice.
                                             Another release.

We would be considered one.
Your hand would always be in mine, forever intertwined.
We would love through the losses and care through the heart breaks.
You would always be by my side, promising to stay forever.

Forever.
Just another word you used to engulf me in your world that you controlled.
You said we could do anything.

We could fly.

We could fall.

We could have it all.

But we can’t.
Because your hand has left mine, and you left my side.
I never knew forever could end so soon.
Now it is just me and you.

Two.