You Don’t Have Anything Like

What Choice Have I? I Cannot Live Without You, But I Will Not Destroy Your Soul." -edward Cullen

I Was Not Allowed To Think Of Him. That Was Something I Tried To Be Very Strict About. Of Course I Slipped; I Was Only Human. But I Was Getting Better, And So The Pain Was Something I Could Avoid For Days At A Time Now. The Trade-off Was The Never-ending Numbness. Between Pain And Nothing, I'd Chosen Nothing.

I Can Always Make Things Longer Than I Intend For Them To Be, But Cutting Things Down Is Just Brutal. It's Like Cutting Off Your Fingers Every Time You Lose A Word.

Non-reality Was Black, And It Didn't Hurt So Much.

How Sad. How Frightening. To Be Filled With So Much Hate That You Could Not Even Rejoice In The Healing Of A Child...how Did Anyone Ever Come To That Point?