i didn’t think i could be any more weaker
until you looked at me with the gaze i’m familiar with
i thought i am no longer clinging onto the ghost of yours but it’s in the way our skin intertwined at night, it’s in the way our fingers fit just perfectly, it’s in the way your face became the first thing i saw in the morning, it’s in the way you make my blood rushes beneath my veins.
before you left,
you looked at me deeply over and over
my heart screams
if only you could hear that