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It's like i'm living in a constant, aching, lie and I never really knew what it was like to miss somebody till now. Actually miss somebody. Everybody said it was painful as hell but I didn't know it was this deafening. I didn't believe it burned this damn much. It's like a fire crackling and sizzling. It starts at my mouth, travels it's way down my throat like acid, makes it's way to my stomach where it tears me apart and eats at my liver, and ends at my feet, circles around my ankles. It lingers there forever. It never stops. It stays on the tip of my toes and burns me alive. It will burn me alive until one day I won't live anymore. I'll be gone, a speck that once used to be a flame. Burned into a single ash. Dan was like my fire, and I was the gasoline. We were bound to be a mess.

*Gonna add this trigger warning for anybody who needs it, because this is a sad story!*