Everything.

When I think about everything, I feel heavy.
I feel anxious.
I feel sad.
Yes, when I think about everything, I feel everything.
You were my everything.  You were all I thought about.
You hurt my bones to the core. I heard them crushing like the hopes and dreams I had for us and everything.
You ruined everything and left me with nothing. When people asked me what was wrong I’d tell them, “Everything.”
They knew because they could see it. They saw my tears and everything. 
You’re gone.

You are now nothing to this new person who you’ll never know. You were everything terrible in this world. I have no remorse for anything.

But now, I’m someone’s someone. And he is really something. He’s the one who healed me from you. He’s my everything.