I finally understand it, i have one last hope. My last years, my last everything. I'll love her till i die, one they we'll break up and i will be no more. I don't want anything anymore, i feel like I'm being dragged around and forced to live just for her and one day she'll let go and I'll stay right where she left me forever. I'll patiently freeze time for her and give her my body happily, I'll die content. Sometimes i can't wait for it to happen, I'm excited. I'm finally nearing the end of my pathetic life, there's maybe a year or so left i would say. Or maybe we'll never break up and I'll just get dragged around like a doll forever, if it was for her sake i wouldn't mind. Either way I'll be content, dying without her or living with her seems like the only option left for me anymore. I'm broken, far too broken. There's no hope for me anymore, I'll live one last time until i am allowed to die. This is my last effort, i can feel death creeping in. I don't feel so hopeless anymore, i feel tired but at peace. See you guys in the next life if i don't make it
