“I’m trapped/ on a page/ cutting at myself/ with a pen, but only/ ink oozes out, and it’s/ easy to ignore.” –Nikki Wicz

“Missing You”

Fiction. Based on a True Denial.

By Bry LeBerthon

This journal entry is inspired by true events. Some of the characters, names, businesses, incidents, and certain locations and events have been fictionalized for dramatic purposes. Any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental and unintentional

you’re the first thing on my mind every morning
you’re the last thing on my mind before i sleep
i daydream and you’re standing there in front of me
i think of you and i feel my heart leap
i pretend so often to be done with you
to think of you and feel nothing in my chest
but my heart aches and i know i am lying
there are so many others, could you be the best?
you smile and im breathless, wind knocked out of me
you laugh, and i am dizzy with despair
we lock eyes, and i know we’re disconnected
you look away
im drowning
we are gone