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The last words of a broken soul.
What happen...
We used words to fill the distance between us. There were more words than the miles that separated us, these words that sealed my fate.
Each morning, a new beginning
Each night, a rebirth of emotions once laid dormant resting in an uneasy peace. Daily, I felt you take form and materialise into my love. Now, in your absence, I hold your letters close, the scent of your perfume in my nose and simple memories as proof of your existence still yet yearning for words, any words words to explain just what I did to make you turn around and take your love away. I don't understand. You seem to reject the notion that there is no me without you and even though obituaries are being written saying otherwise I can no longer speak, my emotions have been sequestered into silence So I turn inward to memory of you and I & the words you left behind, It is so deafeningly quiet now Even I can hear the sound of my own heart breaking
