disclaimer: these are all concepts and by no means finished
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And i felt the pain. I thought about everytime i've felt that pain only to come to the realisation that everytime im broken inside i push the knife further and further into my heart until one day i twist it until i dont have to feel anything anymore.
I just kept falling and falling. My mind collapsed upon itself. I thought i had braced myself for the blow, but nothing can brace you from this kind of pain, the kind of pain you can only recieve from someone you love.
What is the meaning of life you ask? Life is about falling and getting back up. Stumbling in the dark until you find that light. It doesn't matter what that light is, because it's your light and no one can ever take that away from you.
