2AM Thoughts

Heartbeats

I could feel it hurting.

It actually felt like someone punched me repeatedly in the chest.

Slowly ripping my insanity away.

Oh Lord, please help me.

She was my rock.

The one who kept me going.

But, now she's gone.

I promised her it wasn't goodbye, but I'm not too sure about that.

She cried so hard that day.

I will probably never see that sweet, sweet face ever again.

Why'd we have to leave?

I lost my best friend.

My rock.

My comforter.

All I have left of her is her old teddy bear.

It smells just like her too.

I breathe in her cotton candy like smell all day.

If there was some way.

Any way.

To just be with her.

I'd do it in a heartbeat.

Because I don't have much heartbeats left.

My heart is so broken.