She’s gone.
She’s gone and you didn’t even get a chance to say bye.
The realisation slowly floods your body drowning you into a deep ocean of tears.
Cherish the moments you spent with her.
Yes, cherish them.
When she was sitting next to you on that bench.
That bench is now empty.
When she used to help you with your makeup.
Now lies a bare face.
“ why did this happen to ME of all people”
The answer to that lies in a deep abyss of death.
“How do i get her back”
you can’t.
That balloon of love you once had
Ran into a needle
It popped.
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your vision, your voice