there's 14,000 pre-written messages you can write inside a sympathy card,
but there's not a single one to describe the sadness i feel,
right now.
i could file a missing persons report,
but the police would think i was stupid if they turned up,
and i told them the only thing missing was a piece of my heart.
sixteen months is a very long time to wait for someone,
but i would do it all again,
if it meant you were mine,
even for a very short time.
i think the worst part about human beings,
is the fact that,
no matter what,
you will never,
ever,
ever,
really know,
exactly,
how one person,
feels about you,
because in the end, words are emtpy.
words are shallow.