It's hard without you.
Being. Living. Loving. Waking up. Eating. Drinking. Walking. Going to sleep. Keeping on. Dancing. Partying. Travelling. Breathing. Reading. Listening. Speaking. Crying.
Everytime, it's hard. You used to be my strength, love of my life. There were days when I used to wake up and leave my house, only because I knew I'd see you.
When I thought there was no purpose anymore, it was you. When I thought there was no happiness anymore, it was you. When I thought I couldn't keep going anymore, it was you. When I thought I lost everything, it was you. When I thought the world hated me, it was you. When I didn't believe in love anymore, it was you. When I thought there was no hope left, it was you.
It was always you, love of my life. The one who made sense. You were the reason. You were the purpose. You were the happiness.
You were everything I knew.
You are not everything I know. I know more things now. Horrible things. Complicated things.
You were simple, love of my life. You were the wind. You were the sky. You were the moon and the stars. You were the sea. You were the chirping birds. You were the crisp cold winter air. You were the summer breeze. You were the falling leaf. You were the rain and stormy clouds. You were the warm coffee.
You were everything beautiful in life.
You were the little things.
You were gone.
YOU ARE READING
After you were gone.
Non-FictionPersonal book. It's different, being in love with someone you've never met. Here's everything I want and have always wanted to tell you, but never can. Here's to all you've taught me. Here's to losing you. Here's to never replacing you. Here's to n...
