"I woke up missing you"

Not a day has
gone by
that I haven’t missed
waking up
with your head resting
on my chest.

I haven’t stopped
missing the
scent of your hair
that lingers
on my pillow.

It isn’t the same
not feeling
your bare skin intertwined
with mine
like the knot our
legs tangle into.

Longing for another
morning with
you at my side
I count
the days

until my lips can meet yours again.

I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I’d realize that you weren’t there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me.
Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone (via mourningmelody)

◄Depression Blog►


◄Depression Blog►