lecherousabscess
you were by my side, now you have left. It's such a strange thing when you think people will be by your side forever, then in one day things could be totally destroyed. I miss you by my side, kissing, cuddling, laughing at each other. I miss you more and more every day, I hate what has happened to us, i wish things would be okay and you were by my side again. That isn't going to happen though.
half a life, half anything. being half alive is the worst part, you're alive, but not in your head. you have no thoughts, no proper ones to actually be living. I feel dead a lot of the time, by myself, sitting, watching, waiting and everything else. half a piece of fruit so broken, broken into pieces.