When did it start?

The pain...

The sorrow...

The loneliness...

Did the words 'till death do us apart' mean nothing?

You've caused me great pain. Can you feel it?

Can you feel my heart ripping into pieces and scattering?

I guess not.

You've broken my shields.

I can no longer protect myself.

I once was a rose with thorn, now I am a feeble and unable to protect myself from the hands of the human who took me from the small stable ground and brought me into the unknown only to leave me dying for another prettier flower.

Was I that much of an obstacle to you?

Would you feel better if I am no longer by your side?

Would you miss me?

Would you cry for me?

Would your heartache?

I guess I’ll never know.

The person's whose face could make my heart flutter with millions of butterflies now makes me feel sick and hurt.

I hate everything about you

The way you smile…

The way you talk...

The way you lie without blinking...

Even the way you smell

I feel nauseated

Do you hear that?

I feel nauseated

Alone...

Tired...

Hopeless...

In pain...

I give up!

No more crying alone

No more waiting till midnight just to see a glance of your face

No more pain

No more regret

No more sadness

No more broken hearts

I just can't take it

See you on the other side.