[skin] A.G.

Why didn’t you call for me?
How could you leave me standing here when it was so fucking cold?
You can’t say a word…silence is everything you need when you become afraid.
And I keep standing still. And I keep listening to everything that isn’t said…and I drown.
Don’t try to look at me now. It doesn’t matter. It never did matter.
Forget you ever touched me. I’ll forget the taste of your hands searching some kind of soul under my skin. I’ll forget the sound of you breathing in my fingertips. I’ll forget the silence. I’ll forget your pain.
You should let me go now. There’s nothing left here, in this abyss we became.
Nowhere left to go. No words can save us from who we are. At least not now. Not anymore.
Just go.
I’m already far away.