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.