#excerpt from a story i might write

The winter smell, the snowy days, I still miss you in our brighter days.

You left in me a painful type of longing that drills a black hole into the soul.

All the breathless moments turned ice cold and with each breath came a thorn in the heart.

You might see the moon with someone else but you’ll never find our exact stars again.

It had been a while since I dreamt of you and now I am at the depths of despair missing you.

I loved you with everything I had, it just wasn’t enough.

As your agony ended, mine begun.

The countless nights and restless days awaited a fiery woman for battle.