Just as I was becoming okay with the situation...
What I gave,
You took away,
You don’t ask and you don’t say,
just leave without saying goodbye,
should I have the right to know?
what you’ve taken was mine,
it’s a vital part of me still,
you’ve seen my insides bleed,
and you’ve watched the pain pour from my eyes,
seen how this can tear me apart,
but you’ve gone and dug at this empty hole,
just when the normality started to settle,
you break the ease in my loss,
stolen closure,
images littered to remind me,
what I’ll never find again.