sunshine through the fog

a hole that can never be filled

a wound that will never heal

a scar that will never be

a pain that doesn't stop throbbing

a whole no more


I miss you so much. Do you know that?

I love you so much. Do you know that?

I hate myself. I hate that it's too late. I hate that there's nothing I can do. I hate that I've done stuff that upset you. I hate that I can no longer do stuff to make you happy..

I hate whoever whatever took you away from me.

I do not understand and I never will. There can be NO good reason ever for taking you away.

Not everything happens for a reason afterall. I'll never believe that again. Never ever.


Everytime I think, everytime I remember, a sharp pain pierce through my entire being. A part of me has died forever. With you.