I can't help but just think about what I told her...
"I may leave this world, But we'll always be together." I taught her it was okay to cry... And yet, Why am I crying? My whole life was a lie, My home, My best friend... Everything.
I just can't help but regret what I've said, And now I know I'll probably never see her again as long as I live. Where am I truly from? What is my purpose? The curse of being this "Dream Traveller" only wrenches my heart, I just want to live a peaceful life with someone I love, Without being brought into this madness...
This never-ending dream of leaving ones I bond with... I just can't take it anymore. This ring I carry with me is like a curse, I feel like I'm being torn apart on the inside. I want to go back... I want to wake up. For once in my worthless life I felt like I belonged somewhere...
I never even got to tell her I loved her...