Broken.
Destroyed.
Nothing else is left.
What happened?
Yeah, I don't know either.
Sure I can hear their whispers, the soft pity they have for me.
I don't want it. He's already gone.
Killed.
Dead.
Breathless.
I can still feel his arms around me, his lips against mine.
But does it matter?
No, not really. He's still gone, out of my life forever.
"He loved her."
"They were already engaged."
Don't they realize that just hurts more?
That those simple words haunt me?
I still can't take that ring off either.
Not that you or anyone else really cares.
He's gone, I know that..
I was there when they lowered his casket.
Buried it and left.
I was the only one that stayed, staring at the fresh laid soil.
I loved him.
They know that.
He did too.
Yes, we were engaged. We'd promised our futures to each other.
But that special bliss is gone.
Can't you see?
Can't you understand?
No, course not. You couldn't.
He was my best friend, my entire life.
Then he was taken away in just a few seconds.
I never even got to say goodbye.
And I will never love again.
I am lifeless.
Lost.
Hopeless.
He was me.
He lived for me and I for him.
My life ended, the same time his did.
Goodbye, my love.
Forever my heart is yours, even if they don't understand.
So, there really isn't a story behind this.
I just wrote it randomly a few days ago in like 5 minutes and for some weird reason, it really stood out for me. I don't know why, but I love it. <3
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