Ripped

Two lovers ripped right at the seam

Without a reason of leaving

That night the moon stopped shining

Hiding in the dark

The stars stopped gleaming

A crash of love

Nothing more than quiet a goodbye

Lying down in a dark room

Nothing to illuminate

Not even the moon

Alone and ripped in half

Memories from June replay in my head

I want to be left dead

Lost on this path

With nothing

Not even myself

You didn’t have to leave

But yet you did

Leaving me as a little kid

Do you think about me?

I have hid in darkness for so long

Every memory of you I forget

Nothing we had is left

You put it on a shelf

Our love had dust collected on it

Left to be torn