Recovery

This armour used to gleam and shine
It was yours, then was mine
But now you're gone, and it is too
I can't bear to get over you
They say: "Feel better, you'll be okay."
But I know there is no way.
Those words of false-caring, build up to replace
the armour that once knew it's place:
Beneath my skin,
above my heart.
This new evil,
tears me apart.
To say the least,
we were never meant to last.
But you will never be in my past.
Writer's Note:
I lost a dear friend. Most of us did. And my feelings were mixed of anger, sadness and total depression. Rid3r98 left and I didn't know what to say. This is only a portion of my feelings.
Q, honey, I'm gonna miss you.
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