I haven't lived a day past the day I met you. Every day since has been lived inside of that day. I've tried to tear time apart at its hinges so as to be free and my will has left me a sundered man. I left everything with you that day, as you unknowingly asked me to do. I hate everything about everything about how much you mean to me. I have lived every day since that day inside of the pain of that day. You tell me to move on. You don't know that there is no one to move on and nowhere to move to. I live inside of nowhere. I live inside of the day that never could have been otherwise and yet needed to be so. You tell me to move on...