☘️🍃☘️
May, 2020.
Your face, your laugh, your smile had become like a silhouette like you walked from a photograph and left behind haloes of blackness around my world.
I can't breathe.
I can't sleep.
My mind is screaming.
My body is aching.
It is an ache that comes and goes, always returning in slow quiet moments.
I want to be wrapped in your arms again, to talk and laugh like we once did. I want you to see how your absence has downed to me, I want to hear you complain about something stupid I did,
I want to come home to the beautiful picture of you preparing dinner, or to the tired you on the couch, always waiting for me to come home,
"Mrs. Hertz--"
A voice called me into the reality i was nearly prepared for, and once again I was sitting in a conceding room with a therapist, who would never begin to comprehend the turmoil i feel inside.
My world was sweet like gingerbread but now there's a cookie-cutter hole right in the center...
YOU ARE READING
ALISON ✔️
Romance*complete* "You're mine and no one else's, are we clear?" he asked looking down on me with an angry expression, I just nodded in fear.
