the end.

time moves so quickly alone.

no one to write about and nowhere to go.

the nights are as cold as they are empty.

i try to close my eyes and dream the good dreams.

of all of the times you were there for me.

when the sun shined brighter and the flowers bloomed wider.

colors were vivid and music was peaceful.

the night you disappeared was the night my entire life came crashing down around me.

i never imagined anything could ever hurt so bad.

breaking my leg, losing our child, grasping a hot iron...

nothing could have ever felt that bad.

the farthest i have ever been from love was this exact moment in time.

i have never felt so closed off, yet so open all at once.

maybe i'm imagining everything everything in my head

were you ever even real?

how did you manage to steal so many pieces of me?

where are you hiding them?

where are you hiding the pieces of me that you took with you?

where is the end to all of this pain?

how could you just leave...not a trace or a peep?

it took me a second to realize you were gone, weeks for the reality to set in, months for the tears to stop and years for the pain to never subside.

i don't ever expect you to come back around, nor would i want you to.

all i need is to know that the experience was real.

that this all wasn't just a dream.