I was content with being alone. I was okay with not needing someone, and being by myself. Then you came into my life and I was no longer alone, and I felt for for the first time what it was like to not be alone. I got so used to not being alone I accepted it, and embraced it; but then you left and I am alone again. I don't want to be alone anymore but I feel myself sinking into this sea of inevitable darkness. I don't want to swim, I don't want to fight I just sink, I am letting go. I don't need to be saved for I don't want to be saved because when the water fills my lungs, and my heart slows, blood flow stops, and I don't feel the pain of being alone again. I don't feel anything I am now cold, and numb. When I finally sink I will be free.
