I loved you.
I loved you more than anything.
I still do.
You were my world, my everything.
I need you more than ever now, but I can't reach you.
You're gone.
You told me you had to leave.
I begged you not to.
Told you I needed you and that I could help.
You didn't want help.
You wanted everything to go away.
So you made it go away.
YOU ARE READING
Gone.
Short StoryI loved you but you left me. You left me all alone in this world, but i'll see you again soon. (Written in 2016, just recently found it and decided to post)