Love has damaged me and I don't know if I can ever recover. I don't know if I did this to myself, or was it you who brought out the monster in me. Maybe it was you. And you made me stronger and weaker at the same time. And maybe you did it on purpose... so that I can no longer live without you. Or even, die without you.

Did you think death was not coming for you anyway? Honey, it's coming for all of us. Nobody's making out of this world alive! You think dying will ease the pain? Make it all go away? It ain't that easy! Death is not the end. It's the beginning of more suffering. Suffering for the people who love you; suffering for your soul. If you think you're already suffering too much, let me tell you this- life will change, dear... Death will not.

I thought I was being fair

By saying what was true,

What was really in my heart,

The love I didn't have for you.

Everyday that we talked,

I wished you would let me go.

Find yourself another friend,

A lover, or even a foe...

And then you found her.

I wish you all the best!

I hope it's not your togetherness that I think I now detest!

Walking on thin air

Swimming through trees

Falling from the clouds

Into an abyss...

Wading through rays

Away from the sun

With the wind, suddenly,

Starting to run

Tumbling down the hills

Dancing with the green,

Finally under the heat

Dying with a sheen...