when you left I hated you
not because you broke my heart
but because you took my favorite things with you
the music because I find you in every lyric
the sun because you were my light
the laugh that only you could pull from me
the mannerisms you pointed out to me
the smell of hair dye.
when you left I hated you
not because you broke my heart
but because you took my life with you.
-R


















