Depression

Should it bother u that i'm alive or dead?
Would u even care?
To u, i'm just a fragment of your imagination,
an ancient piece of your past.
It won't matter to u even if i ended up in a hospital,
jail or even a cemetary.
You may think i'm just trying to get your sympathy with all tat i write here,
but the truth of the matter is that this is how i feel.
This is the feeling that i have been battling for the last half a year.
And till today, i know i'm still losing this fight.
Say what you want, say what u wish.
To me, as much as i want to get over it,
i know this will always be a piece of me that i cannot deny.
From the day you took my heart and crushed it,
ran away and disappeared from my life forever,
this i will always remember.
No amount of time can ever make me forget that,
as to say that nobody will ever take your place.
Though sad but true,
i still love you.
No matter what you've done or how u see me,
I will always look at u and tell myself,
That for that brief moment in time,
I had that chance to love u.
Though far and wide the distance might be now,
soon in time will come that day,
whereby all the things will come back to stay.

ok, i'm depressed....again.... just came back from edna's place. was just suppposed to help her fix her computer, but i guess i just could not control all that pent up emotion inside of me. which sadly i know, some questions will never have the answers to...