When my days are numbered, i will think of you. When my heart stops, you will be the last thing i remember- when i live again in another life, i will strive to find you. When we are again together, i will smile, and tell you every day that i love you. One day, we will be able to be together, and when that day comes, i will cherish it. One day, the pain will simply go away. And i will once more feel sweet nothingness. When my heart remembers the pain, i will ask for you to take my life once more, just take it. I can not live with the pain, i can not live with the memory.
Okay stalkers, now that that's all out. I actually have a few important