My obsession was him. He was my breakfast, lunch and dinner. He was my morning and my night. He provided happiness and poured sadness. I gave him my all, but he took it for granted. He stole my heart, I feel so heartless. This is a crime!!! But no punishment. He walks free and clueless of what had happened.
I'm picking up the pieces while I recover. I speak but no one can hear me. My pain continues but the laughter gets louder. I can't scream and my head is about to explode.
To much pain, I need to let go.
