It has been 31 days and I still feel the hole in the mattress where your body used to lay.
I lie awake at night and think of the woman and I would be if you just came back.
I’ve added the flight to my cart 16 times- I never buy the ticket.
When I was little mama said you had to fall apart to learn to put yourself back together.
She never told me how to do it if he took some of the pieces with him.
If you’re reading this- please keep the pieces.
They’re the only thing that helps me believe you might come back.