Without You

Do you ever need someone?

The type of need that forces one last breath without their presence?

Without them you know your lungs will collapse.

As your chest rises and falls, you know within each tenth of a second how acutely aware you are that you cannot have them.

Worse? The fact that you cannot do a damn thing about it.

And that, my friends, is what hurts the most – the truth. No matter how hard you cry, how loud you scream, how painful your body feels as you collapse into pain, anger, and frustration. They still aren’t there…

And you cannot change that.

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