I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
-Tennyson-
I have nothing to hold onto but
My memories
My love for you
My pain
Its not exaggeration when I tell you life my life is truly over when you walked away
I have nothing left
I live each day like a fool hoping you turn back and come back
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