I went to bed with the biggest demon of all every night, made love to it, and sacrificed everything for it. And now it's killing me, and I'm letting it
(Cash)
"He was the best part of me, you know? He was so much more than I deserved. And he was real. He was so real it's insane. How do you go from having something so amazing, to having nothing?"
***Note: I wrote this story a while ago so the quality isn't as strong as it could be. I'm currently going through and fixing what I can. So if you get to a point where the quality changes, that's why.