Can you hear me? I’m calling out your name, in loud whispers or silent screams.
Can you see me? I’m looking for you, in small crowds or this large room I look for you, for your hands on my skin, for your lips on my lips.
Can you feel me? I’m holding onto the pieces that bind us together yet they seem to be slipping through my fingers, can you fix this and put them back together like you did before?
Can you breathe me? Like I breathe you with every breath I take or are we drowning? Drowning in the pool of our unholy love, the love that once lifted us up but now all that’s left is the feeling of death; dark, destroyed, defeated.
Can you love me? Like you did on nights that I was sad and lonely or on days that I felt worthless or just like you did when you looked in to my eyes for the first time or for the very last?
I hear you.
I see you.
I feel you.
I breathe you.
I love you.
Until we find forever. But even if we don’t.