I'd be so alone without you and I think you'd be lonesome too. But that's the point of life isn't it? To form bonds, which hurt, if they're ever broken. The pain means that we loved, that we took a chance, that we lived. Just remember my darling, when you come back home, you belong to me...
I'm going to stop soon. At least I think I am. When I started, it was because I needed to read something, anything to make me forget about my reality, and it seemed I was the only one capable of creating that something to soothe my mind. But now, as the world trembles once again, I find that peace can be found in so many different things, in so many different people. Happiness is all around. Happiness is finally here...