You make me want to die. turn into a rock and drop to the bottom of the ocean, watch you surf the waves above me, thats how I feel. If I just met you, you could read that and interoperate it in a way that describes falling in love. and now.. its a similar feeling.. but opposite. Its the opposite of falling in love.. yet... so similar, so intense, so powerful. It is familiar to love, only painful.
I don't know how you let go so easily, I envy it though.
Starting a new life is the most difficult thing ever, you not being around makes it even harder...

I had some faith, or hope.. or something in me before, about us being together again.. or meeting each other again and starting a fresh and not holding onto what we were in the past. But now, I'm acknowledging that you don't want any of that, we're not what we used to be, we're not together.

I feel like a cork board, studded with little pins stunting my surface, digging into my skin and flesh. and the shadows fall even deeper, even heavier they hang like ghosts dripping from a cold, wet tap.