how do I live? how do I breathe? when you're not here, I'm suffocated.
she pretends she doesn't hear him call out.
she pretends she doesn't care.
she pretends she doesn't notice,
her eyes stinging with pain.
she tells herself not to turn.
she knows she's not that strong.
she keeps on walking forward,
she pretends she doesn't care.
YOU ARE READING
gone
Short Story*and, she left. but just because she did, doesn't mean she wanted to.*
