It might sound silly to you, but they taking you away from me for just one week, and I miss you so deeply I can't even stand straight, I know that's a strong words but I mean that. Today around 4 am, I'm starting to think about myself, about the person I am.
Who I am?
Am I a good partner? I know im not, and everyday im trying to change just for you my love. The thing that was born inside me the day I got hurt is still inside me, and I can't take it out, no matter how far I'm trying to reach my heart through my chest, I can't - It might be very small, you'd think. In fact it is, hiding from my hand, maybe it doesn't want to be reached, maybe that's why it keeps its small form. Still - It feel huge inside me, the pain it brings, the thoughts, the worries - It's huge even tho it keep its small form. Everyday I'm hoping that one day... Maybe you will reach it, maybe you will grab it hard, by its small form, and get it out of me? The thing that you put inside of me? If your hand was long enough to seed that inside of me, will it be able to remove it.?

