Evolution of an Estranged Heart/ When did my titles start making sense?

These gold rings sparkle

But no one is here to see

Not even myself..........

Sometimes I feel like throwing myself against the door

Lying on the floor

Screaming 

“Please, don’t go. Don’t leave me alone with only your memories to hold me.

The nights are so goddamn lonely without your arms. Please.

Please come back and remind me of who I am!”

Because who I used to be is long gone.