BROKEN

Not even a month has gone by, yet I still really see don’t why, you chose to leave, leave me to bereave.
On what we had once had, thinking about it makes me sad. I still love you so very much, I miss the warmth of your touch, the times we always had to face. Your constantly running my mind at a pace,
Leaving me lost and without a trace.
This’s so extremely painful to keep up with, no matter what happens I know our love wasn’t a myth.