The pain of what once was can no longer hold it's own weight. She is gone, and there is nothing left to be done to bring her back. I crumpled her and cast her aside the moment she shattered. Though she may appear the same, she is no longer the girl you once knew. She has been reborn, torn apart, and rebuilt time and time again. But now, she stands strong, ready to face her demons. This is her life, her fight. So, leave your burdens at the door, come in, and enjoy a cup of tea as I share with you the stories of what once was me.
Evermore.