"The Format"

There I sat on the cold tiled floor.
Her voice went faint in my head...
As if once---sometime I truly cared.
---Telling me to be happy, as I watched her mind format in front of me. 
For how could I be happy?
To witness the temporary or permanent death of my loves mind. . .
As her premature body remained, alive.

//SpasZ SonnE TM