I swore upon myself to love.
How do I love? I can hear her voice in my head, I can feel emptiness beside our bed. But I swear I am more in love with your comfort.  It all ends the same. Starting as a secret admire. We meet and our smiles filling our minds with beautiful desires. It's adventures.  Just as soon as we love who we are... We change. The comfort changes, your voice lingers in my head. I still love the voices in my head as I visually think of our times we had. But I think I forgot how to love, I don't even remember how to love myself.  I began to say I love you, but it no longer feels like I'm saying it to you. Hell I can't even hear myself say it. I know you lost the feeling too. Your words had sunshine and rainbows every time you said it too me.  I began to feel so happy I forgot about the world every time I was with you.  Now the feeling is mutual. Our love yous and goodbyes began to feel less important each time. My thoughts and emotions were so colorful with you. with us.... Now its all black and white. All I've ever wanted was for anyone to love me... but once love I began to lose love as if I wasn't enough to love. I swore to love, not because we respectfully lost love for one another.... but for me to remember what it's like to love the importance of a being. Simply not meant to be, simply ready to be a light at the end of some ones tunnel. For the next one to love me... promise to treat me as if I am your first and last.