Untitled (A story about losing the person you lost yourself in)

You probably love someone so hard right now that the ground shakes under your feet because it can tell by the way your shadow sways like it's drunk that you're very much in love. Even your cells started sending love letters through every neuron and synapse to each individual part of your body; the tips of your fingers have X's and O's written on them in invisible ink. You are so in love it hurts.

The only problem is that the recipient of these feelings, these unending physical aches, is either taken or unreceptive. In my case, shes dead, and I caused it.