Is it possibe....
That i can feel your thoughts...
That I can feel the vibrations of your voice like a thousand needles in my heart....
as you explain that I am no longer what you need...
No longer what you want?

Did you think that my soul would just heal from your pathetic hug?
That I would remain strong enough to still be a friend...
After knowing that I've lost the connection I've had for someone...the only one...I found could make me feel...yearn for...live for....
.LovE.

The way you made me feel, now replaced with and emptyness and sorrow.
For now I feel as if my heart was something of sentimental value not returned after being reluctantly borrowed.

Tears now made to be shamely my most dependable companions in these harsh minutes of my life....
Although they drop so harsly...
And cowardly fade away as they dry...

I open my lips....in attempt to ask "why?"
But they just fail me like you did....
So now all I'm left with is the feeling...desire..of wanting to suddenly just....
.Die.
My thoughts scratching to escape my mind and body through my throat.
Simply being the effect of you just letting me...
letting my heart...
accompany the love we had as it slips away like sodden soap.