Inspiration

You are the only reason that I am alive,
for you is the poem which I write.
I wanted to thank you,
that is why I gave you my heart.
Now it will never love again,
as it was torn apart.
You are the only reason for which my poems I write,
I knew that you loved them, twas a wonderful sight.
Thanks to you I had the power to do what I'm doing,
but not anymore as you were my motivation,  my only inspiration.
Now you left me and you are gone.