Days
112 days since I last saw your eyes
112 days since I last said I love you
112 days since it
12 days ago I thought I had moved on
12 days ago I thought I was free if the shackles you put on my heart
12 days ago I could sleep
It feels like 100 days ago again
It feels so fresh I should cauterise the wounds again with weed and whiskey
It feels like 112 days ago all over again
112 days
Tommorow 113
And the day after 114
When will I stop counting
It's been 115 days and I still think of you
It's been 115 days and I think I'm ready to let go
121 days after and I still think about you but now because I'm lonely not because I miss you I've let go of you but not let go of being with someone
















