Permanantly

The loss of love is an emotion that none can describe but yet, is something we all experience. You feel numb and at the same time you feel free, but for me it has been a feeling of dread. I know that no I am completely on my own and have no direction in my life. I know it’s something I will never gain back, but I find comfort in hoping that someday maybe it would. Pointless, yes I know, but something has to keep me from ending this most precious gift. I need to talk to someone about this, but the only person that I ever talked to is gone. I've peeled myself way from my best friend in the world by my selfish ambition, and lost my love for that person, for what? Wealth? Pleasure? Self Gratification? I am a fool. I have dug myself a hole, and now I must live in the bottom of it, for there is no ladder for me to climb out, nor a hand of a person who cares.

This is my fait. My living suicide.

Don’t make my mistakes, love is something you have and if you loose it, you wont ever, ever get it back.

Don’t make my mistakes.