NO SIGNAL FOUND [RE-WRITING]

take it slow

you could find him in dark corners of the places she dragged him to as she kissed different people in different places

you could find him pressing his fingertips into his lips, remembering the taste, the touch of hers against his.

you could find him digging his nails into his palms drawing blood from crescent moons made from blood, "good friends" now after a "good breakup."

you could find him trying to drown himself in others eyes, guys and girls, he's tried them all.

but nothing can replace the air she gave him, her breath still rumbling through his lungs and her body still keeping a hold of him.

he's tried to shake the feeling, he's tried to pull her from his mind but her thoughts are swimming through his veins, she once was his, they once were one and now it's like they're nothing.