It’s 3am and I can’t sleep. All I think about is you being here with me. I don’t know what you can do when the world you knew is now like living on Neptune. I don’t know if it’s fair to say I’m going to be okay. I’ve looked around and fallen down, I’ve listen to it rain and my heart has only been in pain. The truth of it all is I’ve never felt more alone in a world of billions of people, out of billions I chose you and then out of billions the world chose you. Reality is a cruel mistress, constantly testing and pulling at our strings. What if you had no strings? What happens if all the strings had been pulled? Do you fall down or do you walk on free never attached again?. The questions are like answering what is even the meaning of life when all it does is take away the best and leave all the rest. It isn’t fair that I will love you and never see you again. It isn’t fair the world took you from my hands. All I want is nothing more than to see you open the door and say I’m here with you once more. To see your face just once more would change my world if I thought it was no more. The idea that the thought of dying makes me smile and the idea of being free makes me feel like this isn’t meant to be. Why can’t anyone see that when I leave I will be okay? Even if I promised you? The thought life goes on after a hurricane or tidal wave. The thought life goes on even without you makes me scream. I know every day is a day closer. Ill see you again one day.