You are like a whisper in the wind, Uncatchable, and gone before You are heard.. There is a bare spot on my heart where you used to live. You are starting to fade from my memory. The sharp ache has turned into a dull rusty throb.
I hide my feelings in a dark secret room, safe from the auspices of others, those who would steal my pain and steal you from my heart. The only way I know I’m alive is when I mourn for you, when I feel your ache rising up my throat to scream. I can’t tell you I love you anymore. But I do love you. And if you could just hear me say it to you one more time I could maybe breath again.