Before I had met you, Love was foreign to me. A foolish little thing, made only to distract individuals from their proper missions. Something that would always gets in your way. It could easily ruin you.
It ruined me. I was ruined from the moment the news broke. It was your fault, maybe it was mine. I suppose now I shall never know and now that you're gone, I will assume that I am free. Free from your everlasting hold. The bound that locked me into you. That told me to stay with you Forever. Forever...
'I will always love you forever', that is what they say. Those simple words are the bindings that keep you two and two together.
I thought that we were meant to be by one another forever. Forever quite literally means the rest of eternity, does it not? Forever means forever, it doesn't mean until one of us goes and drops us dead.
But that is just what you did. I wish I could hate you for it. I hate you for leaving me all alone in this cruel world. But I don't. Maybe you just wanted the same thing I did. Maybe you just want me to be free. Is that it? Is that what you wanted?
I hope that you are free now. At least one of us could be happy then.
