So this is what it's like to be lonely,
when I tear us apart,
and the relationship crumbles into the sea.
A part of you goes with it,
drowning,
even with you holding onto a ring.
You're left with a part of yourself,
dead without the other half,
screaming help me to the drowned.
Alone.
A/N: So this was inspired by the song posted above ^^
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