Now,You're gone..

I am not one percent hurt.
                                I am one hundred percent broken.
I don’t can’t hate you.
                                 I hate myself for that.
I am not heartbroken.
                                I miss my heartbeats.
I don’t cry.
                                I miss my dimples.
I don’t miss you.
                                I miss the person I was, when I was with you.
I don’t feel lonely.

                                     I feel the world’s too crowded for me to live, anymore.

Now,I don't live, I just exist.


KKG

Notepad Scribblings #1

When you trust someone too much, you give them the power to break you.
Then, when they do that…you may lose faith in them, but more importantly you lose the faith you had in your ability to make right decisions.


Jobless Nerd
KKG