1. 3:30 AM
It's 3:30 AM and I lie awake with swollen eyes and a broken heart, I wonder how this is so easy for you. How not speaking comes as easy for you as breathing does. Does it ever hurt you too?
I still reminisce on the future we talked about, a part of me wishes it could still be you. I grow old while brushing your gray hairs, laughing as our lungs give out. I really meant it when I said I loved you.
