I don't want to heal,
if it means losing the last thing I have left of you.

I rather get a text from you,
saying "I miss you"
then a text confessing
"I love you."
from anyone else.

Days passed,
Her smile faded,
Her laugh disappeared,
Eyes darkened,
She felt alone,
Like no one cared,
Useless,
Worthless,
He knew otherwise.

He never gave up on saving her.
Told her jokes,
Held her,
Let her sleep on his shoulder when she couldn’t sleep the night before,
Just listened to her.
She loved him,
But was afraid of losing him.
He was all she had.