I guess i never understood true lineliness.
Where not a soul.
Reaches yours.
In a room full of people,
There is no connection.
No recognition.
Between souls.
When you died,
And he left.
My soul split in two.
Half leaving with him
The other half leaving with you.
And i was left,
Alone.
Empty and lonely.
Utterly lost.

In a life i don't want.
With people who don't care.
And everywhere i look,
I wish you were both there.