I f'n miss my girl. Pardon the language, but I miss her so much, words can't describe it. Every inch of my heart aches for her, ever cell in my body cries for her, every little bit of energy in my soul lives for her.
I have no choice, I must carry on. I smile and live my life, but it's not the same, never will be. A big part of me is missing, I am not the same. So much I, I, I. Sometimes it feels like it's more about me than her. Well, it is. She is too dead to care right now, I'm still alive.
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