I missed you for too long,
In too many ways,
That it became just another part of me;
Engraved deeply into my heart within the passing of time.
I would wake up,
Stretch,
Breath,
And miss you.
They told me to let you go,
To let you go,
And I would say:
"You cannot simply will your heart to stop beating,
That no matter how long you hold your breath for,
You cannot hold it forever,
And I could only stop missing you,
If I stopped being myself entirely".
