Mourn

Smiles. Laughter. Stolen kisses. Love songs. Missing you. Missing us. The world at our feet. And Then. And then. You broke me apart. Ripped out my heart. Told me, IΒ wasn’tΒ worth it, from the start. I believed you. Like I always did. You were my life, my faith. So, this must be the truth. I died…