I sat on the old trunk at the shore.
The lakes surface was sparkled by countless raindrops, falling from the
sky I could not look at.
It felt like the stars were crying with me.
It was like the whole world fell in silence.
All I could hear was the sound of my tears.
Falling, from my deaf face.
Crashing, through the water.
And sinking, to the ground.
Never seen again.
All left in me were the memories, paired with the sweet pain.
I was empty.
My heart was only a void,
and my soul was torn apart into a shadow of itself.
I stared into the water.
Time passed, but I did not care.
Time was something that did not longer matter.
The only time I cared of was the past.
Forever gone, but never forgotten.
I was done with everything.
I would have wished that it was me to be gone.
But I could not think of a more egoistic thought.
Wishing that would be like wishing you the hurt I feel now.
I always said that I would bear eternal pain for you.
Like the teardrops fading in the depths of the lake,
you left my now shattered world.
I will never forget the only one who ever really touched me.