you don't write

5 days have gone by and i'm all alone without your words. where have you gone? i want to know that you're still alive. you are what i've pinned my hopes on. i keep your photograph hung by bed so that when i wake up i see you. and i carry you around with me all day, you're sitting in the back of my memory. when i look back and i see my life without you, it's something strange and unreal. you spoke to me and although i did not know it yet, my life had changed. and hear i am, almost two months later, and i am in love with you. but you've dissapeared. i know i'm freaking out to much, but i can't help it. you are a part of my reason to live and when that goes, where am i?