Sweetie

I feel like I've lost an arm.

I feel like I've lost a friend.

I'm totally hopeless. Heartbroken. Lost... and what is there left, but choice.

There was always choice, always an option, always something to fall back on. That was you.

I feel like I've lost my voice of reason. I feel like I've ran out of breath.

I've been zapped like a crispy mosquito. I've fizzed like those flying saucers you gave me, a childhood sweet treat whilst walking on Ashley road. "Make sure you brush your teeth properly when you get home".

So long enamel.

So you long you.