People like me, at a certain point in life, know that they are not mean to stay. That they are meant to die, sooner than planned.

I knew that, way before I met you.

I just didn't know that I would leave this loved.

I want you to understand that your love made it easy, that your love made it hard.

I want you to know that you set me free from the guilt that was caging me.

I want you to know that you are not like me, you vibrate with the need to live while I choke with the need to die.