I can't breathe properly...
Just the thought of you being far of what I can reach kills me. It pains me to see you not even needing me anymore to be there. I am waiting for the chase to stop. The chase of pain that literally never gives up until it firmly grasps my hand and whispers things I do not wish to hear. As much as I hate to admit it, I can't bear you being far from my reach. So before it's too late...
I need to confess.
