Sadness

It was hard to explain this sort of sadness because it hurt so much.

It hurt to the point where no one could break her walls and she was left empty; alone in a shell.

She couldn’t breathe because she felt so intoxicated.

She felt she had no space and couldn’t be with him.

So she didn’t flee like every girl did, she just walked out into the cold.

Hoping for what comfort was defined as.

She hoped to have that kind of life one day.

To be kissed and in someone’s arms.

To be safe in someone’s heart and cradled into someone’s soul.

To be in someone’s heart meant to be in someone’s eyes.

To be in someone’s soul meant to be stimulated in someone’s mind.

To have time for someone like her who did not have time for anyone else.

And that’s how I feel like.

When

You’re

Gone…..