My heart...

I think I might go into a deep depression.

I mean...I miss her. Sleek and beautiful. It's like she always fitted in the palm of my hand. I never planned to let her go.

I listened to her while I tune everybody else out.

She made me laugh, smile, think, while I watched her every move. Everytime I touched her she became alive.

It hurts. She's an extension of me.

I never felt so helpless.

Took care of her, with the upmost respect and I couldn't bear letting anybody else near her. She was that precious to me.

I don't know what to do. I can't replace her, she contains something within her. My life. The words she conveyed are etched in my mind, I can't comprehend it, no I don't because I know that there's a way! There has to be. I can't bear it anymore, I just can't.

She and I will be reunited. I just don't care anymore. I can't sit and ponder about this any longer.

My baby...

I just need for you to talk into my ears again...