it didn't kill me.
but when you left something inside me left with you. killing another piece of me.
people come and go, they say.
but they don't warn you about the pain. they dont warn you about the dreath. they don't warn you about the piece of heart that leaves with them.
they say it doesnt hurt. that it will pass and youll find new people.

It killed me that day, or at least something inside of me. something in my heart. something in my mind.
it was hard but like they say. the feeling will go away. but it didn't. the feeling of something missing is still there.
and it will be forever like that.
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