Not normal.

I don't know what exactly this is.

But I'm pretty sure its not normal. 

Its not a lot of the time. Not every day. 

Not every time I hear his name. 

Not yesterday. Not in the nights. Not in my sleep. 

It is all the time.

Each second of my life and each breath of my heavy lungs,

I can feel him in myself.

He never gets away. Never out of my sight. 

Never out of my way. Never far. 

And there's something terribly wrong with that. 

-Fa