Can I die yet? What I loved is now lost. Hates me. Will never love me again. I’m tired of this pain. I think it’s time for me to go. Maybe not physically but mentally. I feel myself slipping with every inch they slip away from me. My love. It’s hard to see clearly. I can feel my heart breaking slowly. Like my body is torturing itself. I want to die. But I know if I go you’ll miss me. So I’ll stay. Physically. But mentally I was gone once you said bye. I miss you. I always do. I love you more than life itself. I want nothing more but you. Maybe we’ll speak again. To hear your voice. But only in my dr