“The day I lost you my tongue felt like copper.
Salty and rusty and so so heavy it almost forced me to the ground.
The day I lost you my lungs were ready to give out.
I had forgotten how walking the same earth as you kept me alive.
The day I lost you I found myself.
It was so hard, to remember who I was aside from the person who loved you.
I’m still not sure, darling, but I’ll keep on searching.
One breath at a time.”