I could miss you,
If I had the feelings you stole.
When I was whole.

Ditched and strung about,
You left me without!
Now all I have is the anger.

The distain, stress, FURY.
I'd run from the fire,
But now I have desire.

Right, I still have that.
THAT! The feeling of longing... remembrance.

Can it fade?
What once was so hot,
The feelings caught.

Yes, as an abyss,
Never-ending with out bliss.
My out side is charred.

Inside I feel it now.
Growing and expanding,
A cold dulling what was commanding.

What can I be!?
I cant see..
Good-bye me, I'll miss you.