Dying with and without you

Here I sit
with a blank sheet of paper infront of me.

I can't think
My mind is clouded with the painful thoughts of you.

I can't see
tears welled up in my eyes impair my vision.

I can't hear
my quick heart beats drum loudly in my ear.

I can't breathe
my lungs strain for air when I see you.

I can't live
because the thought that I hurt you is killing me.

So I die
with the memory of how you affect me filling my blank sheet of paper.