Raconteur

5 days of heartbreak

On the first day after you left,

I lay awake at night, my tears soaking the pillow.

I lay awake, thinking that this bed was never made for two.

On the second day after you left,

I woke up still missing you, 

my eyes were dry, but my heart was drowning still.

I had to remind myself to breathe, I had lost my reflexes

I needed crutches to walk, my body was weak

On the third day after you left,

I stayed home the whole day, 

because the outside reminded me of you,

The wind on my face reminded me of your skin on mine,

The sea reminded me of our 'endless love',

and the blue sky reminded me of your eyes.

On the fourth day after you left, 

I wondered about all the reasons that you left me for,

Is love not real? did we make it up?

All those sleepless nights fighting about random things,

did we fight for nothing?

were we wasting words and wasting love on a sinking ship?

Am I far too deep in the ocean to come up for air again?

Did I love you too much or too little?

On the fifth day after you left,

I wondered why people called it a heartbreak,

because I was broken all over,

my whole body hurt, 

my bones ached and longed for you,

my brain never stopped thinking about you,

and my heart still beats to the rhythm of your voice.