You're gone now, all that is unleashed is in my fortress. Your pain is lingering and my sorrow goes wild. I love being, living for you. And you didn't care.
You left me.
You knew I'd be hurt. Though I do understand you, I'm sorry for the jagged blade that stabbed my back. I miss you, your voice. I miss the look you give, staring into my eyes. and you'd say that no thoughts occured. But I know the truth. How our feelings are strong and our souls wide open. The youth and passion so free.
I want to feel you next to me, putting your arms around me.
Tell me you're sorry. Tell me you're okay.
I miss you.
The piercing through my lungs, I can't breathe. What would I do if that were true?
My life would collapse.