alpha bravo charlie delta

catefrances

i hear footsteps
but theyre not yours
i hear words
but you are mute
i see a face
but its one i dont recognise
i look in the mirror
and i hate myself
last night someone
showed me a picture of you
the hair was a different colour
but i knew that face
i smiled at memories
and felt nothing else
is this good?
i miss you
but
i think it is.