Happiness called my name... but I didn't answer. I knew that it was another trick, used to get my attention. A set-up for the ultimate defeat and heartbreak.
I loved before... it was pure. It was good. It was quite literally everything. Just how the mind wakes you up after you die in a dream because death is something outside of our imagination so was the amount of feelings I could have for another.
The time has come where I must let my lover love life. That means never having the life we talked about. All those wishes will never be granted.
So that's why I say when happiness called I didn't answer. I responded the last time and now I'm sitting here writing about having to let go the love of my life in a puddle of tears.