Without You

My life without you has been dull, like an empty page in a book; and I don’t know what will come next. Will I move on and find someone new? I wish, but my mind will only ever think of you. Will I be able to carry on without you, the wind beneath my wings? When I jump , thinking I can fly, will I die from the dark depression pulling me down? Does it hurt to think about me? Do you miss me as much as I miss you? Where did I go wrong? I guess you can’t really miss what you never had. I never thought that it would be possible to love and hate someone at the same time. I guess that’s not the only thing I was wrong about. Maybe our love wasn’t built to last, but the demons that haunt me will.