Sometimes

"Maybe we should talk. Maybe we should do nothing. But that was the way we use to act, and it doesn’t work, we are here.
We don’t really know where we are, but is not a nice place. We are not together any more; not in the same city, not in the same country. Maybe even not in the same world.
We cut off our invisible line which used to connect us always, everywhere.

I can not feel you. I can not imagine you. I can not thinking about you.
I forgot your face, your hands, your smell. I forgot your body, your taste. I forgot you and that was the most difficult thing I ever done. I miss you so much… I am wondering myself if I miss you or if I miss me, or if I miss us. I don’t know.

But the problem is that with you, I also forgot myself. And now I can not find me.
I delete my heart. I delete my feelings. And things are still not ok."