5.7.09

There is nothing left of me...
Apart from this heart that's empty..
A shell of myself still beating, still breathing...
I buried my soul with you.
My love with you.
It may change, but now...
All that's left of me...
Is You.
your love
memories
smile
laughter
smell
touch
all that is you.
And my words.

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