n/a.

I really don't know how to explain the feeling, or even what happened. It was like being torn apart from the inside, starting with the heart. I tried to pretend I didn't have a clue, but you weren't good at hiding it, and I am so incredibly sorry that it's my fault. You tried to ignore it but I pushed it, and now look where we are.

It doesn't hurt... It burns and seethes and eats me.

I know for a fact that this is heartbreak, but I also know that while your solution to the problem is ridiculous, and that it will just keep affecting us more, it's my fault and you have to get away.

I'm not letting go without a fight, though. You mean too much to me.

There's things I didn't and won't tell you that will destroy me, but if I could ask one favor from you, I would want you to lie to me, and tell me that you take what you said back; that you're not going to forget, you're just going to move on.

I know it's a bad lie, but please, God, convince me.



When the day comes that you have to leave, I want you to know, that I'll miss you more than anyone else I have ever known.



"Never say goodbye, because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting..."