Its all about 'HER'

She was beautiful.

- To me she was perfect

I close my eyes and remember her.

You can just feel the details.

The bits and pieces you never bothered to
put into words.

And you can feel these extreme moments.

Even if you don't want to.

You put these together and you get the
feel of a person.

Enough to know how much you miss them.

And how much u hate the times which
took them away from u

I don't even know how long she's been gone.

It's like I've woken up in bed and she's not here...

...because she's gone to the bathroom or something.

But somehow I just...

I just know she's never gonna come back to bed.

If I could just...

...reach over and touch her side of the bed...

...I would know that it was cold.

But I can't.

I know I can't have her back.

But I don't want to wake up in the morning thinking she's still here.

I lie here not knowing how long I've been alone.

So how...

How can I heal?

How am I supposed to heal if I can't...

...feel time?