Drowning with no water. My hands are pruney and wrinkled but still thirsty. Where are you? I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I can't have it. I can't make it work. Nothing goes the way I planned and somehow I break everything I touch. I'm clumsy with my heart. Needy with my hands. And frozen with my feet. I get no where fast. But I'm always looking forward to something. I'm infatuated with the idea of happily-ever-afters, yet I lack the security of certainty. I drove down that road today & watched my memories unfold in front of me. I reached for you in the seat next to me. Where are you? I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. Teeth. Cheeks. Hands. Eyes. And all the lies. It's ok. I understand. I only wish you never left.