You say you love me, you say you care, but your words mean nothing when your actions tell all.

How can something so wonderful, so pure make you feel like your heart is going to explode from your chest at the thought of her

How is it possible that at the thought of her being happy, I smile, even if her happiness is not with me

Just when I thought life was getting great, you told me you didn't feel the same way.

It is a scary thing, when your heart becomes so broken that it becomes hard to feel.....anything!

Not the smile on her face nor the touch of her hand brings that warmth back, its a scary thing.

The thought of existing without her is bearable

Its the drowning, suffocating sensation of knowing that she is truly gone, that is impossible to free myself from.