I miss having you hold me. This twin bed feels like an ocean without you in it and I'm drowning. Every time I think I'll be okay I catch a glimpse of you and my body aches for that. The sound of your voice kills me and like a siren it drives me to the rocks and I don't know what to do anymore. How can I be the only one hurting? You just look right through me and I don't understand. Why can't I get over this? Why do I hurt so bad? And why do I feel like I can't survive this when I've survived so many more storms. . .