Tightly curled up in a chair, I feel as close to myself as I could possibly feel, but my heart lies in the distance. I search for the beating, the pounding that has vacated my chest in the midst of a blink. I wander. I wish. I close my eyes and feel the warmth of myself only feet away from my cavity, but who would’ve known that my heart had been captured, locked in a cage by the one whose downfall was mine own. He stands across the room. He stares at the space in between, reminiscing about the holistic beauty he once cherished. Leaving, he’s whisked away with the peace of me lulling at his coattails.