I'm afraid to get close to anyone
because it seems that every time I do,
they leave. And then I'm the one left hurt.
But, this time, I pushed him away before he could hurt me...
And I think that was the biggest mistake of my life.
Now, what if he won't talk to me again?
He was my only reason to stay alive.
If I lose him, I don't think I can be here.
It's not that I can't live without him,
it's just that...without him, I don't
even want to
try.