How could you just go?

Your walking away has jabbed an invisible blade right into my soul.

The rain of emptiness is showering upon me.

It feels like acid and is burning me within.

That unfilled message box leaves me desolate inside.

I’m hollow and weak. Memories are so heavy to carry along and heavier is my breath.

Worthless I’m to my own life that is now leaving me behind.

Perhaps my life is addicted to you to the highest extent that it is mere imitating your act.

Forcing me to drown, wanting me to get lost forever.

I am past now and past never exist in future.