i prayed last night
i have never found hope in religion but for the first time i found myself wanting to believe
in something
in anything
anything but you...
i watch the door open each time someone walks into a room always expecting you. how silly is that
every time someone brushes past me i turn hoping to see you glance back and smile as you walk away
i still search for the smell of your perfume as i walk by your desk.
i still have the butterflies you left in my stomach the first time you kissed me
but i don't see you, smell you, feel you.
i will forevermore walk this earth searching for the small parts of you that are left, and for the small parts of me that died when you did
my darling robin its horrifically lonely here without you.
robin, will i ever see you again ?
YOU ARE READING
Robin
Short Storyrobin, you had convinced me there was beauty in this world if you knew where to look. shown me how to find joy when there was nothing to be happy about. made me believe i don't have to live for anything other than myself and that that's enough. but...
