27 August 2012
Is it so wrong to say that when you left... I had wanted to die?
If I couldn't be with you, why bother.
You're my life, anyways.
I felt the force of your leaving, and felt my breath was ripped straight from my lungs and right out my windpipe.
I felt you had pulled my heart out bare, and stomped on it... Mockingly.
You threw our 'love' in my face, and laughed as if it had amused you.
But now I know. Now I know I didn't know you at that moment.
In fact, I had never known you.
I'm not broken,
I'm dead.
I'm Not Broken • Opuss № I