Steady and Slow.

A year ago,
i told you i love you,
and back then,
you said "me too, boo".

But did you mean it?
or was it only because you didn't want to hurt me?
did you sympathise with me?
or did you want to see how my eyes sparkled with glee?

That sparkle, i've lost,
void, i've felt,
incomplete, i am,
my heart, it's welt.

I've given myself enough,
reasons for how you had to go,
but none of them are really true,
you're killing me, steady and slow.