You died.
I put everything I had into you
I defended you
To friends, to family;
I lost everyone for you.
I trusted you
I loved you
And you died.
Wilted like a rose left in the vase for too long, something soft and lovely and beautiful turned into an ugly, fragile mess.
Months of memories and kisses and treasures and midnights where the warmth of you made it easier to breathe, of snow that existed to push you into, of comics and conversations that only you knew about.
I took the empty shell of a heart you created and I made it beat. I pushed past the pain and empty nights and cold parking lots you left me in. I made them warm, I gave them life against all odds-
But you died anyway.
Threw me away, and murdered the good I saw in you.
You killed the man I fell in love with and replaced him with a paranoid, childish, monsterous fool.
You died- and the saddest part is
I donβt believe you ever existed to begin with.
-Three Minutes and a Second Glance Series. AER. 3.19.18

















