Uninspired, without you.
Reconstructing myself, alone.
Shattered
Broken
Laying on the floor.
Little pieces you wanted
But never bothered to look at.
Repairing my reflection.
Empty, hollow, without substance.
Without you.
Recombine the neglected shards.
I don't fit together the same way.
Glue slips through the cracks.
Cohesion is adhesive.
The broken mirror fragments
Clarify my vision.
Eyes, so alive with death.
Somebody fix me.
Make me whole again,
Without you.
The foul stench of the words you whisper.
I know how much I meant to you.
I know.
You tell me I can't.
But I can.
I know.
I meant every nothing to you.
And without you...
...I feel better.

Imagine that.