they say there's nothing wrong with me at all, but...

and you're gone.
you're gone and I'm terrified again and I want you to come back and just tell me you really were joking.
just take my hand again and tell me it'll be alright, I'll be alright, we'll be alright.
don't let me sit here and cry like this, don't let me be miserable anymore.
you were my soldier.
fighting for me, to work through my history and be okay.
us. together.
and you just left.
cut it clean, saying there was no feeling there.
which just feels like bullSHIT.
how?!
I don't know what happened.