I can hear the train’s whistle splitting through the air, but I refuse to look towards the moving mass that threatens to take you away, and I bury myself deeper into the castle of your arms, the harbor that holds me here.
“I’ll miss you,”
And I know it’s so much more than missing, it’s an overwhelming grief that will drench my self with livid distaste, incomparable sorrow, and it will be a little bit harder for me to breathe, because I gave you my heart, and I don’t think I can go for so long without it…
Because I don’t know how to go on, if you’re not with me, because I’ve forgotten, because you and your impeccable laughter and crooked smiles and soft-spoken words and warm embraces have made me forgotten, made me erased…
And I hold you closer to me, because I do not want you to go, ever.