It is windy and cold outside.
The winter used to be my favorite time of the year,
now it only brings memories back.
Memories of what we used to be.
It's like everything was perfect -
but once you left
everything came tumbling down.
I guess it's pointless for me to bother.
It should not matter.
It just shouldn't,
because we are all mortal
and we are tiny
and unimportant.
We do not mind. We will never matter.
Yet somehow – it matters to me.
Quite a lot actually.
It matters because you were my everything,
and now that you are gone
I am left with nothing.
And I can never be the same person again
because you left a scar that changed me.
I was so foolish for trusting a pretty boy like you.
Pretty boys only break your heart.
And whilst you cry for them to come back,
they simply leave you here to die.
