Broken

Wish you never left. Wish I could see your face again, hear the sound of your voice, then maybe I can feel alive again�..
Someone once said �Our finger prints don�t fade from the lives we touch�; well your finger print will forever be branded on my life. The day when the texts stop being sent then stopped being replied is when I started to lose faith. The night when I was told to leave you alone and never talk to you again, burns like a hot iron in the back of my mind. It was the first time I ever felt vulnerable to the world. I lost what I thought was my safe harbor, the reason I smiled, the reason why I got up in the morning. When, when you left is when I started dying inside. I�ve lost friends before but losing you was losing my world, losing the existence to live, I felt as if I lost every.