I try not to think about the depth of what we had,

Not to look at old photos and be instantly taken back to that time, the emotions and the love,

I try not to think because it becomes suffocating,

The length of time you and love were synonymous,

I try not to think about the fact that sometimes tears stream from my eyes,

Over feeling like I am to blame for how things turned out,

I try not think about the mounting pressure on my chest when it hits me that my future won’t have you in it in the same capacity,

Waves, it all comes in suffocating waves.

March 2020- R1

Reference: Illustration from Society6