For months, I haven’t touched your face, used my eyes to dance with your eyes, smelled your breath after a long passionate kiss. For weeks, i haven’t heard your voice on the other end of two rings, used my fingers to text you messages that had my heart illustrated in the words, nor have I posted anything regarding we ever existed. For days, I have been trying to get you out my system, spending time with women that can never plaster the hole that made me whole; you. For hours, i have been searching for the right sentences to define the absence of you, but I am at a lost. For minutes, I have been using the seconds to get a second chance but we can’t erase what happened. It took a moment, for me to throw away years because I thought of more when I had it all. Now, I am nothing but a cup half empty, hoping I can be a filled cup again….