I tried everything. I smoked, drank, drove over 100 on the freeway. Anything to make my heart feel the way it did when it beat next to yours. I never spoke of it, but it sat in the back of my throat weighing on my tongue. You were gone.
That's basically all I have for right now but I could take this in many directions, I'm just not sure which one to go in. I wrote this in my journal one day and it's definitely something I'd like to work on. Let me know what you think.