You will always be the point where it started.
You are the beginning of everything.
Of all the tears, all the smiles, all the irregular heartbeats, every time I checked my phone ten times, to see if you texted me back.
Of all the comparison to other men.
You are my end in everything, as well.
When you left, it all ended. I changed, I became someone else.
You are, truly, my end and my beginning.
