It's Disgusting

"It's disgusting-how I love you-" 

I feel sick when I think of what you could do to me. 

I start to gag when I think of what you've already done. 

I cringe when I see you smiling, as if nothing ever mattered or as if nothing happened, but of course I only see your smile in our old photos. 

I cry over our photos, our messages, our notes....  Because its all swept away as if it never happened. 

I hyperventilate, on the verge of collapse, when the thoughts of our possible future rise to the forefront of my mind. 

I can't sleep for the nightmares that haunt me. 

I can't eat for the sickness that's plagued me. 

I can only cry at the memory of what we where and how you've left me. It was not your choice, nor mine. It had to have been fate's design. We've been torn apart and I know, we'd been doomed from the very start. 

It won't be long, we'll be together again, just give me the time to escape my hell and if all else fails I'll see you once we've both crossed over to the other side. 

"Til death do us part does not apply to us. We will be together, in love, forever in spirit."