Why,
When words calmly manifest the intimacy,
Our hearts render them asunder.
In just a sliver of time.

How,
When surrounded by souls dimly lit,
Do I feel as a death moth fluttering near a lamp.
Ceaselessly eternal.

What,
Can my lips say when my heart is burnt by fire.
What words?
When all are mean.

Where,
Are the seconds of every day gone?
Swallowed;
Except in frivolous pursuit or meaningless drudgery

When,
Could I raise my arms up without fear of falling,
Or be swept by Lethe.

I was left alone,
In this harsh world,
Feeling betrayed and unwanted.

I sat there,
Waiting for him to come back,
But as time passed,
My emotions were starting to be stripped away from me.

By the time he came back,
I was already emotionless.

The only thing I could feel was hurt.

I was hurt because he left,
But one thing that hurt most was not knowing what love felt like anymore.

The feelings you have when you love one person,
Or the love you receive from your one and only.

They were all lost in a split second.