He’s alive and I’m dead inside

When you left it feels like you died,
At least a part of me did inside.

Knowing that you’re alive and well,
But not missing me feels like a burning hell.

Day after day I find myself lost in thought,
I want to talk to you, how can you not?

When I think of you my heart rate begins to soar,
Some days it’s strong enough to knock me to the floor.

I’m not sure if its because my heart loves you,
Or if its so hurt that its panicking in attempt to make it through.