What It Feels Like When Your Side Of The Bed Is Empty
My heart immediately sinks when I roll over to your side of the bed and my skin doesn’t brush up against yours.
My heart immediately sinks when I roll over to your side of the bed and my skin doesn’t brush up against yours.
I choke on your name every time I swallow it to stop myself from bringing you up. They tell me this will get easier.
There is no healing in this broken body. I bend.
I break.
I bruise.
Just a broken girl on broken feet. A miracle, that I am still standing.
I stop for a moment and wish that I could press pause and give myself more time to figure all of this out.
Loving you is getting into bed after a long day at work.