The way he holds me tight when I close my eyes, and flashes me that cheeky grin. He whispers into my ear that he’ll never leave me as he cries into my shoulder. I love him, and he loves me. Every morning, when I’m slowly brought back to the reality where he’s gone, it takes me hours to let go of the version of him that I’ve fallen in love with more times than I can count....
It would be so simple, without you
I would know who I am, and I would know who I can count on
I would be happier, in a sense
Being alone is what I’m used to, after all
I’m an introvert by nature
But I’d be so bored
Without your cheeky grin, or your goofy laugh
Your chasm eyes
Life without you would be bland
I would get lost without you holding my hand
Life without you is my new normal
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