"I'm nothing. Is life even worth living?" Those just might be the most spoken words by depressed people. I'm not depressed though, I swear. I might be approaching the blurry edge of depression, but I have a rope to hold me back. Or do I? I tried to stay as an introvert, but you brought me out from my shell. And now that I'm in this bright world, I have nothing to keep me stable except for you. Now, what if you leave? Will I just be left alone