I loved once. I loved once so entirely that my bones ached at her passing, and my heart leapt from my chest at every word she ever spoke. I was a different man then, though. Losing her molded me into something I didn't recognize and couldn't love. Which is why, when I tell you what I did, you must understand. I wasn't the same person without her, and in fact most nights I wasn't even sure I was a person at all.