I miss him to death. I want to so badly be in his arms. Life

I miss him to death. I want to so badly be in his arms. Life around me disappears when I'm with him.
And now I'm alone. As cold as can be. My skin colder than ice. Pale as the whitest clouds in the sky. I want to be able to see his face before I die. But the thing is, is that is not possible. Because he doesn't love me anymore and never wants to see me again. I met him when I was thirteen and he promised me that he would always love me and never wants to see me go. And just as I was going to give up hope. He showed. Crying the purest tears I've ever seen. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear.
Do you remeber what I told you when
we were kids...
I still mean it,
I love you baby.