I don't know whether to cry, or scream, or die.
Maybe I'll solve my problem and do all three.
I can't do this.
I thought I could be brave, I thought I could be what they all think I am.
I thought a lot of things.
I just...
I just, can't.
I can't do this anymore.
Not without him here.
I guess distance does make the heart grow fonder, it also makes it break faster.
They need me.
But he needs me more.
He was right;
I suppose he always was.
Yeah,
he was so smart;
And kind, gentle, forgiving.
Thank God for that.
I still don't know how he put up with me.
It puzzles me to this day.
I didn't deserve him,
Still don't.
I should have told him I loved him.
Too late now,
He's as good as dead and so am I.
Please, don't make me do this. I CAN'T DO THIS! Don't you get it?! I can't do anything without him. He was the one with the silver tongue, silver touch, not me! Not me, not me...
