Letting Go

Do you ever think of me when you're lying in your bed?
Your voice still clear and intoxicating, resonating in my head.
My heart it screams against my ribs to never let you go.
Which battles with my head who's soothing "He's gone, Gem. Don't it show?"
Walk out into the snow and catch the snowflakes in my hair.
Think of your hand in mine, warming me.
"Fuck life, it's too unfair"
I pick up the phone a million times just aching to hear you breathe.
Slam it down or against the wall.
I'm weaker than I like to believe.
I hate the way we left it and how I still have to check.
Without you in my life I'm nothing.
My soul is just a wreck.

©
Gemma (FracturedMirror)