It's the month of our weather, we should be together.

Without A Word The Day Goes By

Are you still mine? I feel so alone. Not a sound, a note, a Redbull. I see traces of conversations you have with someone else, I feel invisible. I want to sleep until you wake me. I hate getting up day after day knowing I won't see you, talk to you, feel you. I am not me without you. You leave this week for San Francisco, you will be busy and in a different city. Please don't do something that could ruin us more than this separation.
I am so terrified that you will forget me. You will forget us, what we have. I worry that if I don't stay in-front of you you will get busy and forget how it feels to be together, so you won't miss us anymore.
I'm staying busy, having people over, going out. I went to Arnies, it wasn't the same without you.
It's promising a storm outside, its our weather.