I look
out into the empty street allowing myself to sit there and think
about him. To miss him each time I
pull in a breath of air. To miss him with a heart
that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of him flow
through me. <3
Gone...
Even though your gone,
you left your heart for me to have to hold.
It's been in my pocket ever since the day u left. And iv'e loved
you ever since.