For Scott
Why do I put myself through this?
There's no point in me breaking up with him, ever.
No matter how many times I try to convince myself I don't like him, need
him, or want him...
My heart sees what my eyes are blind to.
There is no me without him.
We are but one person, split into two bodies...
Two hearts, two minds, two souls...
Once again, I find myself having separated what should be joined
And I'm crying...
My tears are for the good times, the bad times,
The hurt we've inflicted and the joy we've provoked
I am not whole without his arms around me
My body is here, but my heart is not
Bleeding, it is torn from my body and held in his hands, to do with what
he pleases...
I need him here with me right now, more than anything I've ever needed
I need to hear him to say he loves me...once more...
For he is my soulmate, a part of me, and we're meant to be together...
Yet, we're not...and he is gone...
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