The sunrises, and sets, day after day, yet still you are in my thoughts.
The nature of you dwells within my soul to the point where I find myself
still thinking you are here. It renders me into doing old habitual tasks,
which have since lost their meaning and purpose. I can’t let go of the
past, I can’t even live in the present, and there is no future. I shed
tears each night trying to lose a piece of myself, so I can regain a small
portion of the spirit you left behind in me. There is only hope now. This
internal hope only abides in the thought of my future external extinction,
which will bring me eternal joy. I will look forward to the day when my
last breath utters your name and the instant when I will suddenly be
reunited to the part of myself that I lost to the burden of mortality. O,
the pain I suffer as visions run rancid through my mind tricking my heart
into a false façade
of happiness, then leaving me paralyzed as I must reaccept your gone. Some
say life only ends in death, but I say that my death will bring life back to
me, as I rejoin you.
 
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