I love you. I miss you. I need you. You're the light of my life, without you my whole world has been plunged into darkness. I don't know what to do. My other half has been ripped away and I'm left relearning how to function alone. I can't see a light at the end of the tunnel anymore. Maybe death would be better. Would be a sweet release from all this pain and turmoil. At least I wouldn't have to feel anymore. I can't live like this. I can't live without my angel. How am I supposed to see heaven and feel the warmth of God if the only angel I've ever met deserts me. I won't get past this dark life. I won't see anything other than the inky blackness that's inside of me. I can't truly live anymore. And because of that, I'm slowly dying...