I need her. It's been two weeks since I've seen her. Haven't heard from her, either. I'm worried. Really worried. Is she okay? I need to go see her, but I can't. I need to see her. I need to. She could be hurt. God dammit, how could I let this happen? Just let her slip out of my fingers... Now I don't know if she's okay or not. I've been spiraling.. Down, down, down into the darkness of this fucking black hole. I need saving, but I need to save her. She's my top priority, she always will be. I'm going to see her tomorrow, no matter what. I need her like.. Like... Like I need oxygen to breathe. Like earth needs the exact distance from the sun to support life on earth. Like a cloud needs water to form. She's my world and I'm not ready to lose her. She's beautiful, inside and out. The world needs those kind of people. I'm not about to let her go, not if my life depends on it.
