When I Lost My Love

When I lost him I was confused and alone. I never knew someone could feel this bad. He was the light to my dark. the open to my close, but when that was all taken away it was just me. Left alone to fight this world by myself. Why would he leave me like that? Why wouldn't he stay and fight with me? I loved him, with every fiber of my being, but he betrayed me. He took the easy way out instead of suffering with me, letting me know that we were in this together. Why would he bless me with his presence just to rip it away from me?

I thought all this to myself standing there looking in the mirror thinking of him wanting him, needing him. How can I move past this and fight for survival, and push on? How can I?

My name is Trisha. My boyfriend's name is Lucas. we are both 17. We are both seniors, and we both have abusive fathers. That's actually how we connected, both our mothers died. Mines from cancer, and his suicide. We latched on to each other. We helped each other, we comforted each other. We were each other's backbone. But that all went to shit today. May 18th.