Losing you is like being stabbed in the heart and losing all your limbs at once.

It’s like being asked for a final plea but having nothing to say because you know you’re in the wrong but my gosh, you would defend yourself if you could.

Why does it have to hurt so bad…it hurts my heart and I can feel it. I can physically feel the heartache.

I know what you left. I understand why you couldn’t stay…

But my gosh, why did you have to go?

The two situations can’t compare. You were so much better. You are so much better.

Nothing is worth that.