for a while, it felt like something was missing. a heavy fog had lifted, not the landscape underneath looked foreign. yet i knew without a doubt that it hadn’t changed.
but why i feel such peace seeping out of it? like a niggle at the back of my head. a voice whispered. Why are you happy?
i didn’t know i couldn’t explain it. all your promises to haunt me for eternity meant nothing, because i still felt you – but this time you were just a void, swallowing tiny but vital shreds of myself but not the whole me.
what was missing? the part of me that missed you.