It was that sudden absence feeling when he left. I told myself over and over that I didn't care. That he wasn't worth it.
But the absence of him leaving my room, and leaving my heart all dusty, dark, broken, and bruised with hurt and sadness made me think differently.
My bones ache and I can't get off my bed without falling, falling the way I fell for him.
My hands are bruised from hitting the wall so much and scratching my arms.
Why do I keep hearing; "it's all your fault." over and over in my head.
I don't want to forget the feeling of his hands on my heart while he was telling me he loved me.
I don't want to forget his soft hand in mine telling me it would be okay when I was depressed.
All I want to forget is the absence feeling when he left.
Which made my room feel so cold.
His absence in my life is making my heartache.
Not seeing him makes me feel less awake.
The lights he's turned on in my life go dim.
And in the darkness of the room there's no presence of him.
