Stole(long but well written)

My heart has been broken so many times. Every time you place it back together it is always missing a piece. The pain is so strong I cannot go on. Crying. Cut. Crying. Blood. Crying .Pain. I can't go through this again. I scream into the darkness. Wondering how you could be so cold. To drop it like it's nothing. And never feel the shame. I look at me in the mirror...what's wrong with me I think to myself, why can't I have you. But my heart is gone, you took my soul. All I am is another broken, lifeless person. Lying on the floor!!
As they place my coffin into the hole. I am slowing fading from your mind...and the minds of others. I know in a day or two you will be fine. I won't worry about that. You never worried about me. Why now? Why not then? Why didn't you care? Why didn't you say you loved me then? I see you crying in your room. When you are out with your friends, you hang your head in shame. Why couldn’t you understand how it felt when you didn't care? How it felt to not have somebody there. No shoulder to cry on. No heart to call my own. It was always us...me and you. But now you have her. Is she not for you? Why do you cry now that I am gone? With her by your side you should be fine.
No...you finally realize how much you cared to have me with you. You finally realize how I felt when you ripped my heart out and threw it away like it was garbage. You realize how bad it hurt to have someone you truly love disappear so quickly, so fast. Like lighting you were gone from my life. How I am sorry for harming us. How I wish I could have changed for you. So that it didn’t have to end this way.
You go home at nights hands by your sides, me on your mind. Why did you leave you think. I wish I could have stopped her. You could have. If you would have understood I wouldn't have left so fast. I wasn't right for you is what you had said that night at the park. You needed somebody new She was right for you...you were sure. Now you lay on the floor my picture in your hands and you doubt how you felt back there 2 days ago. I am always with you he said as I float above him. How I want him back. But he’s got her now and he is fine. He pulls the gun, places it to his head, that's all I can remember, the bang, the scream of torture, the cries of pain, the silence...the silence. Nothing but silence. Are you happy now?