I don't know when this feeling started.
I started to not care about what happened to me.
I didn't live anymore
even though i was breathing, my soul had died...
Until I met HIM...
I started to love him, yet it wasn't enough.
My soul had shriveled up like a dead flower.
He was like the sun, so warm, shining on me, warming me.
Yet...Why is it when someone else concurred to take my body I didn't resist?
Why did I not resist for HIM?
Now my soul is gone again.
I can't feel.
I have succumbed to this numb feeling, not caring what happens to me at all.
I will never wake again, never see his smile, never see him laugh.
I am gone...forever.
I am sorry.
I was never as strong as you.
You had the strength...the inward strength even though you didn't show it.
Maybe that was why I loved you so much...because you had something I didn't...
And it was driving me crazy.
This feeling of being between inexistence and living.
I have decided to give up.
I am so sorry.
Please forgive me...I love you...Yet you will never know...It is too late...
I love you...