You and I, I thought I wouldn’t last a day without you. I fill you up in my empty glass and I open my half-closed, blurry eyes. Who am I? I clutched my aching heart and tried to turn away for days. Drinking in the cold night air, wandering in this place without you. Again. I walk on the same street multiple times, pulled by the light that swallows me. Dizziness, that’s all, it’s not you. I’m fine then I start to sway.