The Diary of a Fallen Girl

six degrees of sadness

1° I could only watch as our souls divided back to two. I grieved over something that I hadn't even lost yet. It wasn't until everything was done and over with that you realized what had happened.

2° You left, and then I didn't. The nights I spent alone somehow felt even emptier than the ones I spent with you, even though you were never present anyways. An empty body is easier to bury than one that doesn't even exist, and you left me grasping at imaginary ropes. Soon, there was one around my neck, and you tied the other end to your wandering heart.

3° My mind moved on, but I didn't. How do you explain to a person that a healed heart could still ache?

4° I saw you with another girl – one that wasn't me. I felt anger. I felt hatred. I felt alone. I depended on a temporary happiness for a permanent existence, and you revealed my mistake. It cost me more than just my freedom.

5° I saw you with a different girl. I was happy for you this time, supposedly. Freedom is bittersweet.

6° I thought the traces of you were gone, until I realized that I couldn't breathe when I heard your name and the poison in my mouth made me sick when I remembered your lips on mine. You haven't left my tongue since.

— six degrees of sadness ; e.d