i just wish i could leave. go some place where light didn't exist. That's how I feel about life: shadows with a speck of light. He was that light. But now it's completely dark and I'd be lying if i said I hated it. I'll forgive him if I manage to gain light in my life once more, but I wont risk it. Shadows consume me and I feel cold all over, but warmth when I see him. But I know if I continue how I am, I wont be lied to and maybe, just maybe, I could get through this alone. But that's IMPOSSIBLE.
