Last night
I told God
That I don't want it anymore
I gave Him permission
To take me away for good
But he didn't
And now I don't know
What to do with my life.

I lay awake at night, every night,
trying to wrap my head around
how such beautiful eyes could look at me,
and see nothing but a miserable, hopeless girl
and how your hands, suitable for nothing less than an artist,
could leave scars on my body, without even touching it
and worst of all, I can't slip the thought
that you broke my heart

Its 6 am and everything just..
I don't know it hurts
Maybe more like I'm sore
I think of you and my chest starts aching I can hear my heartbeat and sometimes it doesn't match up and I wonder if it's because you're no longer here
I remember at one point in time I was so sure my heart only beat because you were a part of my life
Isn't it so strange how someone so close can become a stranger in a days time?
What is time anyways?
They say all wounds heal with time but if time doesn't exist how am I ever gonna get better?
**** I'm so sore..
Like I was saying..
There's like this hole in my chest, ya know, like the ones people write about
Well I get it now
I always wonder if you feel one too
If our love was enough to provoke a black hole in your heart when I left because a part of you went with me too..
And if it did, where can I find it? Because I miss you.

What do you do?
When someone tells you that they don't love you anymore?