The never ending pain. Guilt overwhelming thinking "what could I have done". Wishing for that to be you holding on to every precious memory. The more you think the harder it gets making you feel and think. "I never got to say goodbye." Pain is a factor it will never end. It's no longer a feeling it is you, it is your life. Holding on to the last aspect of yourself that was you once long ago. You figure that the girl you once were is now gone. She is, she left the minute you lost yourself. Drinking your sorrows, drowning the pain with several shots and gulps. Blacking out till no memory is able o be remembered. Trying to find some one to fill in that empty hole in your heart, reminding you that you are completely and utterly alone. Screaming, but unheard. Your alone and you know it. That's what you think. You blame yourself for stupid word just know all he is saying. "I want you to be happy, I love you."
