You’re many things to me.

You’re my ‘what if,’
my ‘could have been,’
and my ‘best friend.’

You’re the one who built me
back up, tentatively putting
all the pieces in their rightful place,
only to turn around and shatter me.

You’re the one who 
left without a goodbye,
without a warning,
and without some much
as a second thought.

You’re my everything,
and my nothing,
but you will never be
a mistake.