Tic Toc


Tic Toc

We have yet to discuss the end yet somehow , it’s here

We simply dissappeard from each others lives

No closure. No conversation.

Tic Toc

Times up

Cold turkey

I’m sinking

I’ve sunken

I can’t breathe

I can’t eat

I can’t sleep

I hate you

I love you

This stinks

Tic Toc

I have to shower now?

Must I be social?

Can I just wear some sweats and keep my hair wrapped?

Tic Toc

You’re dead.

You were the greatest.

You were my everything.

Nothing else means anything.

Everything reminds me of you.

This perfect man of mine, has died.

When do I ?

Tic Toc.

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