To have you in my life
Would mean to lose me
Why must it be so difficult
To be in your presence.
I often dreamt, without you in it
But living without you, is so unnatural
Unnatural,but not enough to change it
Unbearable, but not so much that I’d die.
Different, in as much as it makes me cry.
It could be so much worse…
Yet,wishing it to be better.
Moving on but holding on.
Forward, while staggering behind
That’s where I could almost lose my mind,
But I never really do.
In my life, the one built without you.
In spite of you.