I'm sitting in this big empty room, buds in my ears, thoughts going through my mind. I find my self going into a deeper state of depression. The thoughts and memory's of you are killing me slowly, as if i had just been diagnosed with cancer. But why? Why do i still feel this way towards somebody who has put me through hell, and treated me like a rag doll that's been forgotten by its owner. How is it possible to love somebody so much, who cares for you so little & causes the thoughts of suicide in your your head?