I miss you
death doesn't negociate but i do
take my heart for yours couldn't beat anymore
it's not even a year but it feels like it's been forever
i don't know how mine is still beating, how my body is still living, how I'm not dead with such pain ; i've been told "don't rush cause your body will stop you" what a waste of spit, my body handles everything without bending
where's the "she died because of grief" they promised ? i didn't even pass out once



















