I would walk a million miles over broken glass

Just to see you for a second.

I cannot promise you forever

Hell, I cannot promise you that I will be alive next Tuesday.

But I can state you are all that is my rusting heart.

I do not smile without you.

The color drains in your absence

Like blood spinning counter clockwise down the drain.

I no longer feel pain,

I no longer feel joy.

Abandoned, scarred and alone.

I lie in the dark,

No soundtrack,

No warmth.