You left me.
You knew how I felt and yet it was so easy for you. The look in your eyes, your blank face giving no sign of pain. If you could only see me the day you left. I'd lost everything that had ever mattered to me. The world had stopped. I had no reason to care, breathe, live. What did you expect me to do? Just carry on like you were never here, when in fact you were my life? You made me complete. That hole I never knew I had until it was filled by you is now a lot more noticeable. When you had just earlier told me I was your main purpose for existence, now you're fine without me in your life. You were my person to lean on in my life of dysfunction. We were made to be together. And now it's all was great while it lasted, but now it's over.
Your dearest old news,
Bella