I look in the mirror, but I see a different person. I stare at my reflection, trying to find a fragment of my old self.
I feel like I don't exist anymore, like I've crawled out of my skin. I'm no longer myself. It's like I've left my body, searching for the one I love.
I fear that I'm going to fall apart. It's been too long since I've heard his voice; too long since I've heard him say " I love you".
It's been too long.
Now I sit here, waiting to hear his voice. Only then can I be completely happy. I look once more at the girl that used to be me, and the image splinters into a million pieces in front of my eyes.
