in response to your letter...

dear love,
for so long you left me breathless, and im fine with that....
but now that you are gone i have to catch my breath again and i just don't want to.
i don't want to accept that you left, that we are not 'we' anymore...
the only evidence of you is my broken shell, the empty space where my heart use to live.
i don't smell you in my sheets anymore, i tried not to wash them to keep you with me longer...
but my tears soaked through them so i had no choice.

i go through my days remembering when love still lived here.
in these walls, in our home.
i remember how our love tasted, how smooth and guided my life was.
i never knew love, we were strangers.
and when i finally met it, i held on tight to be sure that it wouldn't slip away.
love, you made me relevant, valid, you made my existence.
with each day, it was stronger, deeper more raw than anything i could ever know.
love, you were my best friend, my security, my night light.
where did you go?
i hope you find your way back to me, my arms are open,waiting for the warmth that you are.


i never wanted to know life without you,
please dont make me have to...

always,
me.