Something
Something
She’s so far away that she resembles a ghost. Faded and fast disappearing from view. I long to reach out and run my fingers through her hair but I know that my arm would never reach that far.
I wish I could find the words. I wish that I had something, anything. A useless offering to coax her back. A worthless gift to tempt her to stay. Something. Something.
But there is nothing. My words are snatched away by the wind the second they leave my lips. My attempts to reach her are fruitless. We’re too far apart for her to see my outstretched arms.
I scream. I cry. I shout. I kick. I scratch. I bite. I bruise.
And I truly believed that it was her moving away from me. That she was the one getting further and further away when in reality, it was me.
It was always me.
She’s so far away that she resembles a ghost. Faded and fast disappearing from view. I long to reach out and run my fingers through her hair but I know that my arm would never reach that far.
I wish I could find the words. I wish that I had something, anything. A useless offering to coax her back. A worthless gift to tempt her to stay. Something. Something.
But there is nothing. My words are snatched away by the wind the second they leave my lips. My attempts to reach her are fruitless. We’re too far apart for her to see my outstretched arms.
I scream. I cry. I shout. I kick. I scratch. I bite. I bruise.
And I truly believed that it was her moving away from me. That she was the one getting further and further away when in reality, it was me.
It was always me.