I never knew how much it would hurt to have someone ripped from you.
The butterfly's ripped out of your stomach.
The tingles ripped from your nerves.
Your eye ripped from my mind.
You ripped from my heart.
Leaving me numb, and bitter in this winter.
It's already cold here, but now that your gone.
I can't tell if it's colder or the slightest bit warmer.
