I'd honestly do anything to have her back. I don't know how it could possibly be done. But I would do whatever it took.
She was my one reason for existing. She was the reason for my happiness and my love and my hope. Now she's gone and all those things were dragged down with her. I have nothing. I am nothing.
It's been a full month without her.
I need to see her again. I need to hear her voice and know she's with me. I can't handle being without her. I don't want to know lonesomeness. I can't bare to go on in a world that was made to seem beautiful.
I've cried every night since she left, hoping it was all some kind of horrible nightmare.
I need her back.
Please.
Please.
Please!
This hurts so bad, I don't know what I could possibly do!
I feel alone and empty. I don't know what this is.
I can't stand it!
She was my everything.
Please.
Please.
Please!
We need you. I need you.
Please come back.
I felt like writing something small, sad, and desperate.
