To love your one true love.
I can't think of you without crying still.
No one understands why I'm taking it so hard.
Have you ever met someone where you just know he is the one.
I have learned so much before I met him.
I didn't remain single for close to 4 years, go on blind dates set up by friends, see R for a year, be infatuated by Japan, do all I did, built myself up to be alone; grow up alone, just to have someone break down all my walls.
When I think of him, I think of how he completed me. All my flaws were his strengths. And now, as I struggle with daily life, staring more starkly at how much I am failing to cope, I realize how big a role he has come to play in my life in such a short time.
He was my world, my anchor.
And when that is gone, I feel so lost.
I'm so lost. And everyday I feel like I'm being suffocated. Just trying to keep afloat and suppress everything I feel. Just so no one knows how weak I really am.
I wish I could end my pain too.
I wish I could disappear.
