when you left, things were such a ******* mess. everything hurt and neither of us knew what to do, so you left me in a state of disaster, frantically running around searching for you in my mind even though i know you aren't there.
but what really kills me is that you said you would stay with me through everything, and you had the audacity to leave right when things got bad. i needed you and you weren't there, even though you said you would be.
now i'm left listening to sad, miserable songs and writing ****** poems to try and make up for your loss.