Disclainer: Not mine and I don't get paid, shame that.
Gone.
I can't believe it,
Won't believe it.
You were our soul,
My soul,
The one who kept me strong.
I never said aloud how I felt,
You knew though.
I could see it in your eyes,
They way you looked at me,
Dispite the pain.
You looked at me.
I let you go.
You're gone.
I love you.
A/N: Well that's not actually a very good poem, more thoughts really. Ah well. feed back always welcome.