Broken

You're ruining me and I'll let you because I deserve it. I'll let you destroy me anytime. It's the only thing that keeps me close to you anymore. I sense you everywhere I go; although you're not dead I grieve as if you are. I anxiously anticipate the day I smell the scent of your skin knowing that it'll through me back at least a hundred steps. There's no moving forward this time. I've convinced myself that I'll forever wait for you to love me again. I'm broken. It seems as though all my body craves now is you and sleep, and as long as this pain lasts, I know I won't get either. How much more can I beg? How many more tears can I cry? How many more mornings can I bare with regret? Everything hurts. My body aches. I need you. The weather is getting warm but without you I'll shiver.