He knew

Maybe it was my fault. Maybe I did something wrong to cause this but I had always thought that maybe this was right. That we could last forever. I spent so much time with you, dictated my life to you. Doing so much for you that I lost so much of me. I gave it all to you and then you left me behind like the wrapper of a candy bar after you stole all of the candy. I felt too heavy and hot and for some reason the tears just wouldn't come but then it finally hit me like a ton of rocks that just kept coming and didn't really seem to know how to stop. My head, was like New Orleans and you were like hurricane Katrina. Once so beautiful and after you were gone it looked like shit with dead bodies and just frame works of the beauty that used to be there with parts of me struggling to stay alive while they drown in the water caused by the tears of your departure.