Losing You Had, Killed Me

and no, still NOT my footage here…

Never thought, that anybody ever could, have such, a strong effect on me at all, but, losing you had, killed me…

Losing you had, killed me, because I loved you, way too much, since WAY before the beginning of life, but, you’d gotten lost, murdered, by the hands of fate, and, I’d cried, over a million tears on end, during those darkened, never-ending nights of mine.

Losing you had, killed you, and yet, I’m still, here (still with a VERY strong pulse to boot!), but, how’s that even possible?  I can’t wrap my fingers around it at all.  Losing you had, killed me, I was, damaged, when you were, TORN from my body, I’d SCREAMED out, like a GOD damn BANSHEE, and that high-pitched sound that came from my belly (the diaphragm???)…

Losing you had, killed me, but I’m still alive, and WHY is that?  Because I’m destined, to LIVE, with this loss in my body, you’re already gone, my love, and, there’s nothing I can do, to get you back, nor would I want to, because I will NEVER, allow you, to live as the former me!