Our Story

The date was January before you knew it, it was December and then before you knew that it was march. I went through so much with her I loved her. No actually I didn't love her. That's such a pathetic word to describe the way I feel about her. I would need endless amounts of paper to write down all the beauty she contains within her tiny body that was so perfect and pure.. I just I needed her in that moment and all I knew is she wasn't there. And I felt like dying. If felt unfair it felt more than wrong. I wanted to die. And the thought of that had never crossed my mind in my whole lifetime. I knew what I had to do. Not kill me, kill her.