To my loved one,
Days have passed by where I constantly think of you.
Of our love that was once like crazy glue.
Lately, I have felt so alone and distraught.
That love has become an afterthought.
There are a million reasons why, but it has become like a gunshot wound to the heart.
The thought of you being gone, has fragmented what I once held so dear to me.
As I think of you, death has broken us apart.
My heart is tainted and tart, to the thought of me loving someone else.
May you Rest in Peace, as well as our love.