It's been a long time but still, here I am, thinking of you and missing you. You're gone and sometimes I wonder if you didn't take me with you. Something in me died when you left. I'm still here but I'm just a shell of the man I used to be. You made me feel whole, now I feel broken and useless. Can you believe it? I must be some kind of idiot to still be lingering to you (us). You probably think I'm nuts. I've tried just about everything to forget you or at the very least, I've tried not to feel anything for you but it would appear I've failed. I've tried replacing you, that hasn't worked out either. This is certainly some type of hell I've got myself into, I've tried so hard to forget you and let you go but there seems to be unlimited reminders of you everywhere. You'll probably never know I feel this way and even if you did, you'd tell me to let it go and move on. Don't think I haven't tired and will still try but for now, I just feel miserable and helpless without you. All I can do is complain and draw out my frustrations. I'm just another love sick idiot who can't seem to move on.