When everything and everyone else fails me, I escape here, to a beach that's not quite smaller than what people make me feel like.
This is where we did our first everything's together.
Sometimes I wish I'd never met her, so that the pain of her being no longer wouldn't constantly be plummeting my heart like a sword.
If I'd never met her, there would be no person for me to grieve.
If I'd never met her, there would no person for me to long for.
If I'd never met her, there would be no person for me to want to die for.
Because I met her, I was no longer sad and empty inside.
Because I met her, she pulled me from my depression and put the ottoman back under my feet, giving me something to stand on as I hung, saving me from suffocating from life itself.
Because I met her, without her, there is no life.
Because I met her, I will love her till beyond death.
Because I met her, I am Forever Damaged.
