I was walking down the street without a care in the world, I was alone, I was hurt, I felt Nothing. The love of my life had gone and left me without a single word.
It was cold and late but I didn't care, I just kept walking and walking. I bumped into a guy, but never looked back to apologise, I didn't want to deal with anyone.
I caried on walking until the guy pushed me into shop door, him and his friend beat me. They kept beating me until I couldn't get up.
I just stayed seated on the floor for a while holding on to my side, it was bruised and broken just like my heart. My life was worthless without her here with me, to be honest I didn't care if those guys beat me to death.
