I can faintly hear your voice in crowds and sometimes I think I see you walking down the street. But, I don't..it is just my mind playing tricks on me. I try not to remind myself of how wonderful you were and how you always used to fix me when I was broken. I made you go..I made you leave, the reason why is so hard to believe. My reason to smile has disappeared long ago. I think of you most nights..wishing I could hold you tight. I can't let go..my thoughts are no longer my own..I have no control. I can't collect my thoughts..no matter how hard I try. I shall live in my own personal hell until the day I die.