I clean it up with toilet paper and flush the blood and the memories of you away. For good.
Seeing each other through faded glass. Hearing each other’s thoughts and feelings but only in our heads. Until nothing is left, but air and silence. Your absence is like death.
To be and to become, I smile, though my heart is empty. Hollowed out and open. Like a cave with no echoing sound It breeds a silence that is its own form of communication. Deep in my cave, I discover the deepest parts of myself I wait patiently for the answer I sought after that [...]