how did i allow myself into this situation?
love.
i loved you but i doubt you even remember me now. because i'm a coward. i took the easy way out.
now i'm dead. i'm dead.
i can no longer feel what soft skin feels like against my dry, pale hands. hear the beautiful sound of music dancing around in my ears. i can never again taste the lovely flavour of sweet strawberries during spring time or smell the flowers or fresh, comforting scent of the air just after it rains.
i can never be in pain anymore. emotional or physical. i'm just numb, and buried six feet underground to turn into dust.
the end.
