I lie in bed at night and wonder where you are. Are you thinking of me? Do you ever think of me and what you left behind? I hate it that you're gone but I hate it when you're here. You make my head hurt but my body aches for your touch and my heart for your words. You have taken control if my mind, my body, and my soul. But you leave me here to break into millions if glass shards and every piece of my broken mind, broken body, and broken soul aches for you and only you.
