You arrowed your love so hard on me that it narrowed my thoughts. I lost the ability to think anything else except about you which left me hallow inside. If only you could see, I bellow deep inside for the impact you had on me; for how you made me feel. You might not be here anymore, at least not the way you said you would, but the gist of your soul which I felt shall remain forever in my core. Indeed, it is nothing but crux to my own self..but guess what? This is the perplexity that helps me keep going or rather i should say this is how I deceive myself. But trust me, its all charade that I'm trying to pull off at the end of the day. I'm not sure if works, but yet I'm sure for the fact, that you're too blind to see. And as I speak of the end, I'm just left here as a farrow who you arrowed with your love that made me narrow.