Left alone once again, I was once filled by your presence, your hope, your love, but like that it all left in a instance.
When you left that door, so did the air that trailed behind you, to leave me breathless.
When you left that door, in search for something new, someone new, you took all your hope along with mine, which left me helpless
When you left that door, and took that love you always gave me, it made my heart shatter to pieces.
When you left me and found some one new.. you gave them your hope, your love, your care.
But wasn't that all mine? Were is it now, because its not with me.
When you left that door, you took my piece of mind, and soul along with you.
When you left that door, you took any dream I ever had, wanted or believed in.
When I look at this door all I see is the horrible memories along with it…
All because.. you left this door..
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Burned with BloodPoetry
How I see the world may be different from the next guy, but our problems and creativity are none other than equal, this is a piece of my creativity and fear and happiness I want to share with the next guy and every one after