My Shivered Bones

Everyone in your life eventually leaves, whether intentionally or not. You never realize what you have until you lose it. This is sad, but it's the truest thing anyone had ever said to me. I learn lessons the hard way, sometimes a bit too late. I lose people that mean the most to me constantly, but I managed to imbibe the fact that I have absolutely no control over their thoughts, what they want. I am no one special, just a girl with a heart that is tired of getting broken. Just a lost spirit trying desperately to find myself. Spreading hope and cheerfulness among everyone I encounter, in spite of having a depressed soul. Nobody is willing to help, and I'm not willing to try to help myself either, because I am simply tired. And the one person who used to complete me, and make me feel that I'm not alone, is forever gone. And with the disappearance of his resounding heartbeats, I find myself sinking slowly into abstract darkness.