What I Had

Feeling,

hollow it has become of

my heart,

A mere organ that only beats

within my chest.

This organ used to

love you before,

Thinking,

dull it starts to be 

my brain,

A mere organ that only processes

within my skull.

This organ used to 

remember you before,

Seeing,

soulless it began to look

my eyes,

Mere organs that only sees 

through my sockets.

These organs used to

gaze at you before,

All of that what is mine

used to be yours before,

Now that you are

here no longer,

And yet you've stolen them,

left me,

then soon never returned,

What do I have?