“I’d like to hope for second chances.
Either way, I miss you like a hole in my chest.”
I’d like to hope for second chances. Another chance to reignite what we had. Either way, I miss you like a hole in my chest. It’s hard to describe what this emptiness feels like. It’s as if I’m an uncharted island, surrounded by the ocean that is you. I’m only meant to feel a small part of you at any time. And the rest of the world gets so much more. But I suppose that’s okay. It’s better than being landlocked without ever feeling your touch.
© Sarah Doughty
A little is better than none.