Dear Love

I know I've said this before but when you left you took the best parts of me with you. Like a song that played over in my mind I became the person I thought I had left behind. The person you created in your eyes couldn't hold up to the person I had been for so many years. You tried to be true to yourself to mold yourself into the ideal person but she never existed. You never existed for me except when I closed my eyes at night.

Oh Love how I cried for you how the tears I shed only grew stronger with each silent passing moment. I watched the shadows on my wall drift as the days grew longer and remembered a time when things all seemed so clear. When I said you made me a better person just by knowing you that much was true. As I gazed into your eyes lies could never have been produced and my soul was an open book. Love, if only you could have seen what my heart truly felt the fear I had of losing you when my shell seemed so sure so confident. My walls were broken down as if they had never been built as if the years of torture had never come to life. I grasped on to your hands in the hopes they would never let go and even now as someone else's hands replaced mine I can still hear the words you whispered so softly in my ear.

So my love when you left you took the best parts of me with you and left me an empty shell of a woman who was once strong who was once tortured and abandoned by the only true thing she'd ever had. The other day as I watched the shadows move along my wall I heard your words whispered in my ear again. I heard you say, "I love you" and then the room was dim and the air silent. I turned my head to see the empty space that your body once occupied and then it stopped, my world stopped spinning.

Everything seems so heavy now my Love and life is so unsure. So my Love know that the person you left behind was a good person with so much love in her heart that a room couldn't hold. What you gave you took away and in a split second two lives were changed forever. So I hang my head and have a moment of silence for a death a mourning of a love lost. Dear Love if only you could know the truth you left behind. The best parts have all faded away now and the blank canvas remains.