"I Wonder If This Is Living"

How do you explain

to someone

that the reason

you used

to love them

is no longer

reason enough?

Such as

the way their voice

became the

air you needed

to breathe.

How do you

tell them

that you

learned

to live

without them,

when they used

to be

the only way

you knew

to live by?

--; March 3rd, 2014

I don't know why I wrote this. I just did. I haven't been able to write much of anything. Even my last piece was mostly crap. Every word I jot down seems to be wrong. I feel like not one piece of my writing should exist.