A black whole replaces the heart in my chest. Because it knows you are gone. Numbness surrounding to once again supress The image of you, the perfection. ‘Cause as soon as I think of your voice and Your face, The pain swallows me whole. Sickening, twisting , please help me forget, The saddening feelings that you won’t Console. I feel like I’m drawing, dying so slowly, As I hope one day you’ll come back. That hope is vain, though isn’t it now? My love, my heart grows black. I miss you....