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.