The saddest word
Yesterday before you left, you came in to your room to wake me up from a sleep that I didn’t want to ever end. Waking up meant losing you.
"Something’s died in me. It took a long time for it to do it, but it’s dead. You’ve killed something, just like you’d took an axe to it. Everything is dirt now."
"I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone."