Piece of me

A part of me
died
when you left...
Not only had I lost
you...
but also the
wonderful things
you introduced me to...
all the free things
in life
that you simply
cannot buy...
after you walked
away
whenever I saw
you
I would begin to
hurt on the inside...
aching for the
piece of me
that had been
stolen...
I used to associate
you with Happiness
and all that other
good stuff...
but now, you only
remind me of the
painful memory of
when you moved on
and ripped out a
piece of my soul
that can
never
be replaced...