Elize
I'm sitting in the same place as always, with his shirt pressed against my face. I'm trying to find some solace in that familiar scent that, inexplicably, still lingers. A remnant of the past, a reminder of what we once were. Maybe I should get rid of this shirt, throw it away and erase any trace of him from my life, but no matter how hard I try, I can't. It is my only refuge in a world that seems to have turned to ruins.
Sometimes, I think about how cruel the world can be, cruel like a wave that shatters you mercilessly, leaving you adrift. Being left behind was like being swept away by that wave, but the worst of all was carrying a child inside me and then losing it. I wanted that child more than anything. I desired it like I had never desired anything in life, but my body succum
