@Btwnherthighs

Sometimes it’s a cold, empty feeling that spreads from deep within the middle of breasts to the top of my stomach. Other times it’s a heavy feeling… Like I’m dragging myself from point A to point B. But it really kills when the loneliness hits… When I wake up wishing for it to be night again. Wishing my day would just hurry up and end, running through the motions over and over. It rips a whole in my chest at night when I close my eyes. I toss and turn wondering if you ever missed me or ever will. It seems that every night I face the impossible task of letting go… I just wish I knew how it became so easy for you…