broken fingertips

There's empty spaces on my wall. I took those pictures down. I now know I mean nothing. That magnet that held it up is now weak. The eyes that saw them are now drowning. The hands that touched are now broken. The lungs that breathe, cannot breathe, because the water is filling up. My feet cannot reach the bottom, my hands can't reach the surface. I'm only dying. But you don't care... but I shouldn't be surprised. I don't exist to you anymore. Your promises mean nothing to me, it's all lies darling. Found that out the hard way.