My heart is broken. She was my everything. From her beauty, personality, good nature with a pure heart. I love her now and always will. People die from love . They die from a broken heart. Love is like an addiction, like cigarettes or drugs. When your heart is broken, you have no desire to eat or sleep or work. You just focus on what could have been. But, when it’s taken away from you, it hurts like a bullet.I remain in limbo. I walk around aimlessly looking for you, but your gone. All I could do now is just put flowers on your grave.