I long for the feeling of her hands brushing through my hair, the smell of her perfume when she came home from a long day out in the city. It's like I can see her every day, but she is just out of reach from me, hearing her voice in my head, it won't get out for some plain reason. I can't even bring back the thoughts I had with her, we were so connected. It's just the fact she disappeared that eventful day.
Within years of talking to multiple therapists none of them have a confirmed answer for my case, I am hundreds of dollars in debt. It's impossible to accept the fact that I still hear her voice and see her standing over me late at night. But it was just until recently it started to get bad. The ink feels so real I have had family and friends come over and notice it. It's almost like she has a real effect on my surroundings. Whenever I'm alone late at night I truly feel like she's here. Being recently let off from my work as well I figured I have more time for myself to spend investigating this.
