Falling apart, understatement.

Broken down, doesn't even begin to explain it.

Lost, so true because she's the map of my life.

crying, i needed her worse than i realized and ill lay thinking about this at night.

She, amazing and full of life i swear shes not as dead as she looks.

Me, afraid to be without her, both our lives hide behing the cover of our self written books.

She was always the quiet type for long. I cracked her shell and figured out whats really going on.

I was a basket case waiting to strike back at reality, but i was strong. She listend to my words and versed them all day long.

She's leaving........you tell me whats wrong.