Not loving me anymore is the hardest thing I've ever had to live through
The fact that I won't ever see your smile again or even you for that matter.. unless I give your belongings back.
But those belongings are the only thing keeping me together.
I just keep thinking you're still out there fighting and I'm still home waiting. I don't want to be in the labyrinth anymore because you aren't in there.
It's not that I don't want to see you it's the fact that I don't know if seeing you for the last time will give me closure or it will bring everything back and I'm tired of fighting
