It’s so empty here without you. I’ve never thought that one day I’ll be looking at the spot you were sitting, playing with the foam and imagining that you’re still here. I thought you will be here. But things never go as planned, right?
It’s just the nights that I find myself shaking… They remind me of how much I really miss you. How cruelly you carved your name into the inside of my skull. Over and over again, ’til the only thing I could think of was you.
And you’re still the only thing I see. The moment I slip out of control, I feel the weight of your hands all over my skin, your soft breath in my hair… though I know that It’s over. You’ll never touch me like that again, you won’t look at me like that again, you won’t say those things again.
These moments I can’t help thinking about the offer you once made. The one about piercing your own body and risking a permanent scar for me.
You really loved me, didn’t you?
Ave et vale
