• The hole in my chest is getting deeper and deeper. Just ripping me to pieces and I can't take it anymore. I try holding my sides to keep it from ripping me apart. There are some nights where i crawl into a ball trying to remember your image and your voice, the sweetness of it. There might be times where I will just drop on the ground gasping for air. Whatever i may be doing, i'm doing it because we can't be together anymore.......