to you.
today i folded up your clothes and i put away your ring. i stopped wearing it the other day. the rest is packed in boxes, already somewhere new. i guess i’ll find it all later. i’m crying every day now, and sometimes it hurts to breathe. it’s hard to keep on moving without you. it’s harder to wake up alone. we almost made it, baby. we almost made it through. i can see the light at the end now. i see the door reading ‘exit’. i’ll be there soon. it’s just hard knowing when i step through you won’t be there waiting. more than you’ll ever know.j.