I said to myself,
   "Someday soon you will
     be dead and gone.
     Your consciousness dissolved.
     Forever."

Myself replied,
   "What does this mean?
     I have no experience
     with which to relate."

"This is true," I acknowledged, "but
     you possess imagination
     and thus may conceive
     of opposites."

"Yes," Myself agreed, "but
     imagination can only construct
     with what has been received.
     To conceive of
     the void of all conception
     is beyond my parameters."






- fr

Gut-feeling, soul-wrenching, heart-crushing I’m lost I don’t know what do do someone help me I can’t do this anymore not like this not without you tell me what to do why did you leave me I’m sorry please forgive me I tried to come back and now I’ll never know what could have happened what would have happened why didn’t you wait for me now your gone and all I have are broken memories why did you have to go why did you leave now I’m here with no one I’m dying inside and no one understood but you

I promised I would come back
I broke my promise
You died alone

Now I will too