Struggles of the empty soul

Her

28 March - 10.58pm

I can hear the pain in your words as you utter them so desperately from your lips.

You don't want to believe, it hurts too much to go there, to think that maybe it's not you.

I know what she did to you. Those things she made you feel. I felt them too.

Every time she whispered those sweet nothings in your ear.

Every time her touch electrified every cell in your body.

Every goddamn time she told you she loved you with those sincere, lingering eyes.

How did she manage to do that? To break you so completely, that you believed it was only her that could fix you.

It's still her isn't it. After everything she did to you. After all those emotions she tore from you. You would go back to her in a heart beat.

Was it her smile that would light up your dismal life? You didn't know how bad you needed her until she came in and showed you what it was like to be alive.

You weren't alive before. You were just living, but being with her, she changed you. She's taken every piece of you and imbedded her mark on it.

She showed you how to cherish every moment. To live everyday as if it were your last.

She can't be replaced and it's clear that anyone who tries to take her place would be a fool.

You're devoted to her, she's captured your heart and you don't want it returned as much as it destroys you.