From My Diary: Sadness

November 7th, 2017 My Dearest Diary, I have neglected you, my friend. I turn to you, In times of need. And My need is great. I miss him dearly. I heart yearns for his touch. But it burns deep of the flashbacks. The flashbacks of his colorful rainbow, He bestowed on my skin. How can I miss him? How can I long for the one who killed me? My breath is sharp in broken tears. He is the other half of my damaged soul. He damaged me. He changed me. He is the other half I was looking for. He was my love, My life, My. Everything. And he left. He left me to pick up my own pieces. Pieces of glass. Pieces of a new beginning. Forever yours, Me.