Depression use to be something that happened for no reason with me...
I had no clue why I wanted to just lay in bed all day...
I had no clue why I didn't want to eat...
I had no clue why I didn't want to talk to anyone...

Now I know why...
I don't want to get out of bed because I know I'm not going to talk to him...
I don't want to eat because I miss him so much...
I don't want to talk to anyone because I can't talk to him..

The reason I am depressed is because I realized that he is my life...
Without him I don't breathe...
Without him it feels like a knife is in my chest...
Without him I want to stay in bed all day, every day...
Without him I don't eat...
Without him I don't sleep...

Before I was confused why these things were happening to me..
Now I know why they are happening...

He is my life
He is my everything

Without him
I am nothing
Nobody
I am...
Depressed