You are the rock upon which I stand.

I wish I knew then how fast, far and hard I would fall for him and how bad it would hurt if and when he wasn’t at the bottom to catch me. I made him my everything. When he left he took my heart and soul with him. My entire life walked out my front door. I did everything I could to stop him but the closer I tried to get to him the further away he got. Until one day he was no longer in my reach. I want nothing more then to be in his arms just once more. To feel his lips against mine. I should have seen it coming. I looked at him in a way I knew he would never look back. He has the most beautiful eyes, I would give anything to be able to gaze into then just one more time. The day he left was the day I came to the realization that he never really cared about me. My feelings, my life meant nothing to him. Just to say he got with a pretty girl. I can’t help that I’m in love with him. He molded himself into my prince charming and when he finally got sick of acting a part, being someone he wasn’t. He just left. There hasn’t been a second in the day that I stop thinking about him and with him comes those suicidal thoughts. Strong ones. If I were to take my own life. I would drive up to the top of skyline where the view of this city is simply beautiful. There I would take a bottle of sleeping tablets. My eyes would slowly close to the lights of the city. I want the last thing I see to be as beautiful as the life I wanted to live. I’ve always taken the wrong turn in life. If I had only listened to my head rather then my heart. I had the potential to be an amazing person, but the man I loved dragged me down. I was a balloon and he was the rock tied to the end. If I had only cut him loose I could have gone so far. Instead I denied the fact that he weighed me down. When he left, instead of leaving me as I was so I could float far away he popped me. I was worthless. With no hope of ever floating again. Why live when you have nothing to live for?