• i sit silently
    my heart torn apart
    my soul gasping for air
    my spirit, dead
    i feel like im about to die
    but i never cast myself to death
    i just sat
    something was keeping me alive
    a voice...
    it speaks to me...
    why do you want to die?
    who made you want to die?
    how much do you like her?
    i answer softly
    my agony is destroying me
    my heart was broken
    and i loved her...
    i..
    loved...
    her...
    it speaks again
    it was she who kept you alive,
    wasn't it?
    it cant be
    it just cant
    IT IS!
    ...it is...
    it shouts at me
    you love her too much!
    yes, yes i do
    and i must let her go...
    but...
    ill......
    always....
    l..
    o...
    v..e...