What would our line be?

Looking for a sign

Any sign, that the white snow is cuddling you. That your life us full. That you do not miss me anymore, so that we might rekindle a connection.

And then I'll miss you more, but different.

Because I am a lunatic

Because I am addicted to it

Because without it we are animals.

(I can't take my mind off of you)

She is disarming

- You have ruined my life.

- You'll get over it.

We were physically made for each other

And we are entangled.

Sometimes I just lay staring at the void. You show up in exactly the same proportion and distances that complete me. 

Stranger in this town

And in my own life.

Gone.

Not even a glimpse of you.

It does not matter

Whether or not the world is a better place after today.

You are not a part of my world, therefore, it is a useless world.

Missing you

Is not an option. Forgetting you is not realistic. Getting in touch is an absurd.

Touching you would be unreal.