Thought Catalog


I’ll stand in front of a light switch and flick it back and forth, I’ll repeat phrases in my head over and over, I’ll re-read a paragraph of a book ten times because I feel like I didn’t do it right the first time.

It hurts and it always will, it hurts and that part of my heart will never be back. All the things I was excited to teach her, she’ll never know them, and all the laughs I was so expecting to hear, i’ll never hear them.