Your love is what has killed me.
Your love is what has torn me.
Your smile.
Your laugh.
All the times were together
All I can think about
Is your love.
Hugs, smiles, laughs,
All signs of you love.
Now alone
I think about your love.
This world is hard to walk
Without a hand to hold,
Without a heart to share,
Without your love.
Walking this world is hard enough already;
Hiding the pain,
Wearing an invisible mask,
Finding those who care
And those who don’t.
Your love holds me here.
Or should I say
What I wish your love was.
Your love,
Or lack of love
I should say,
Kills me by the second.
Tears me apart
From the inside out.
Your smile,
Your laugh,
Both destroying me.
Slowly,
Very slowly.
I wish this love could be shared,
But sadly,
It cannot.