The one that bit me

All the years I spent with you,

a beautiful time.

I made beautiful memories with you,

but now they’re gone,

but now you’re gone.

And the day I recovered from crying,

someone bit me.

Or was it a something?

It was painful,

but I couldn’t do anything.

I am lost.

I don’t know where.

But an emptiness bit me.

Bit me to death.

I am a hole.

Nobody with me.

I am alone.

Until I die.

I hope that happens soon.

And I come to you.