What’s left? Nothing, only the pain of losing you

I’ve cried for 2 nights...no one heard, no one saw the tears, no one knew what had happened...the stale-salty smell of my tears stained on my pillow was the only proof that I’ve shed broken-heart tears. And these tears are for you. My tears just couldn’t resist the gravity pull, it poured down like heavy rain on the day I let you go; the day I pledged to erase you eternally from my memories; the day you shattered my heart into a thousand pieces and left my bleeding helplessly in the abyss. Tears entwine with dripping Crimson River. I was left to heal on my own; no knowing how… It took great effort to pick up my decaying flesh and dying soul from the nests of the vultures; scavengers that feed on wilting being; feeding on me… How do I ever wipe away our every recollection with the image of you deeply engraved in my heart? How do I cast away your sweet words when your voice sings sweet lullabies that linger in my dreams? How do I not breathe the air when your scent fills every dimension? How do I not long for your touch when I tremble each time during movies; yearning to entangle your fingers with mine? How do I push aside the thoughts of us locking lips when I so want to taste the mutual flow of fluid when two lips meet? Save me, for I’m in deep waters with huge waves of despair towering over me. Save me from further self-destruction, pray, do stop me from clinging to the thoughts of you! Haven’t I suffered enough through the act of liking you? What benefit awaits you that you shed all humanity to watch me endure the pain of losing you? What more do you want from me? Does it entertain you to witness such a wretched me? Ah, yes it does! I can tell by just the look of your eyes; you scorned, ah yes you did! Now that someone has legitimately replaced me- your source of entertainment for the past 2 years, you left me rot in this state; all torn and tattered all thanks to the pain you’ve inflicted upon me. And my final words for you? Thanks for the memories!