What would life be like without me?
Would it carry on, barely skipping a breath to think about the already dull light fading away into oblivion?
What is it like to be happy, and only rarely sad?
I will never know. Because this life, it's my punishment for being happy before The Grey. It controlling everything about my life, I can't even eat around my boyfriend.
What would it be like, if all those years ago, I never had the choice to exist?