It isn't worth it anymore. He's gone. He's left me alone with no one there to love.
Everyone else is still crying but all the tears are gone. Fred was the crier, not me. He's taken all the tears away with him.
We said we'd always be together and nothing would ever separate us.
He promised.
He lied.
I know he didn't mean to, but he did, he broke his promise.
And now he's dead and the only thing left in the world is memories and they're never enough.
I try to go on, living a half life, because that's all I am. Half a person, half a soul.
But without my Fred I am nothing and I can't live like this.
And when I'm gone there'll be nothing left apart from a bloody razor in the bathroom and full box of tissues on the bedside table.
OOOOOO
Please tell me what you think.
I miss Fred so much. 'cries'
