"I could burn the world for you but I was burned by my own world" He said. There's too much going on with me right now, if you think of me this low why do I even explain? Then why do you pretend to become the person I thought, I could lean on at my worst? You're the only one that's all I've left and now it's only me again, but it's fine I can do this. I've always done it. Without a word I left the house in an instant, I don't know where to go, but I can't stay here. I called Jess, "Hey, how are you sweetie? " She asked. I started sobbing I don't know what to say or how to. "Can we meet at your place?" I asked with my broken voice. "Sure why not, do you want me to pick you up?" She replied. "No, I'm on my way." And with this I hung up. I've to hold myself together I've a body to bury and host a funeral all by myself.