Souken-Juusan

I miss you...so badly it hurts ....can you hear me crying? my deepest regrets... It hasn't been the same...everyday a tear falls from my eye. Is this what it means to be empty? I lay awake at night, looking at the side of your bed, the empty imprint still remains. Visions of us consume me and your voice is all that speaks in my mind. Am I damaging myself the way I damaged you? confined to a world where you are there but just out of reach. Fixated in this imprisonment of white, no color decorates this asylum of my mind. Here I am to blame, here I am forsaken in my regret. Do you miss me or do you hate me? When you lay awake at night do