It's been a year and a half, and I've moved past the anger. It's different. It's... void. All I do these days is cry, sleep, and stare at your side of the bed.
I thought you would wait for me. I thought I could push and push and nothing would break it. I took our love for granted. I shouldn't have been so cold and so hard... I just wanted it all to stop.
I never wanted to feel this again. Like the best person in your life has died, and there's nothing you can do to fill the empty space.
Everything reminds me of you and I can't let go. I kept my ring, the necklace you gave me, and all that I could to keep you close. But you're still gone, and I'm so sorry I made you let go.
...you have to be soft to be strong... T E L E P A T H | + | A N D R A S
