When did I turn from "the most amazing woman you have ever known" into something completely meaningless?
The later tonight gets, the less sleepy I become and the more my thoughts turn to memories that I want to cling to with every ounce of strength I possess so they do not slip away. I press my hand to my chest in the spot where my heart is aching and I sigh, then bite my lip and try to hold back the tears.
Your eyes, the bluest eyes I have ever found myself lost inside, I loved the way they always looked at me. You devoured every inch of my body with those eyes, and although I acted bashful, I adored your attention. There is nobody else I would rather have stood before naked and exposed, because I trusted that you saw the me beneath my flaws.
Now, you are letting go. Lately I have felt myself slipping away from you and back into the skin of the reckless girl I used to be. The girl who would build something beautiful just to watch it break. I am turning back into her, and part of me isn't sad about it.
You know, you aren't the only one who doesn't care if I breathe, you are just the only one whose cares mattered to me.