she was my whole world. she may not
have been right next to me
holding my hand. but she was always with me. tucked right into
my
pocket.
the memories are what hurts the most.
what happens when the one person who held you together,
passes, goes, dies.
what happens when everything hurts so bad you cant escape,
and when everythings too hard so you dus give up.
what happens when you promised them youd never be without
them.
but without them you are?
what happens when all you want,
deep in your heart
is to follow their footsteps
and go too.