I look up at you, but your face is dull. Where did the bright sunny smile go? Did I take it from you? The harsh seriousness takes over your once upon a time radiant face. What have I done? What can I do to get the light back into the darkness of my days? Your words cut ugly profound wounds on my now sore soul. Today, you say you're sorry, that you don't know what went through your mind. Yes. You are deeply sorry. But my heart still aches and bleeds from the words of yesterday. Time will heal it I'm sure, but meanwhile, i shall suffer in a deep and silent way. So silent that you won't even hear my last breath.