My tears may never flow at the sight of you dead. You broke the only thing I had left. You broke my heart till I despised life itself. You punched me, kicked me even though i was already dying because of you. Even though I was dying I still loved you. I loved you so much it was unhealthy, but With every punch, scream, girl, and kick that love grew, but that love had nowhere to go. You broke the only thing I had left. You broke my heart till I despised life itself. My tears may never flow at the sight of you dead because i myself is already dead. I lay here deep within the cold, wet, quiet ground still somehow loving you endlessly.
~miss no name
