Gone.

The most precious thing I've ever had in my life.

It hurts.

No, it kills.

My life doesn't make sense anymore.

I wish I could start over. Oh, I wish !

a single false thought mistaken as being true.

I'll never forgive myself for this one. Ever.

I suck, and I rock at it !

Death! I'm not really afraid of you, not if you're coming for me .. I'm afraid of you if you come for someone I love. Terrifying!

When you realize you've given too much of yourself to people who don't deserve it .. but it's too late cuz you've already lost a part of "you" through the process ..

I'm not sad that it's almost over

I'm not sad that everything has changed

I'm not sad that we don't have anything to say anymore

I'm sad because I know this is the truest feeling I've ever felt, and now it's gone ..