Falling

I grow more depressed,

As her voice grow more feint.

I wait for the inevitable,

As I fall deeper into darkness.

She said for all eternity,

Yet now she's vanished.

She's out of sight,

But not out of mind.

I need her back,

I'm so lost without her.

This poem is about: 
Me

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