Nothing meant more to me than the small gesture of you holding me when I needed you tonight.

I haven’t seen you smile or laugh in a week and it’s killing me. That’s what I live for. Where did you go? I miss you so much, please come back.

This pain is fucking torturing me and it’s getting harder and harder to wake up every day knowing that I’m going to end up breaking down before my head hits the pillow again. I can’t live with this hole in my chest anymore, It’s destroying me.

I’ve never felt lower in my life than at this very moment. Please God, When does it stop? When does it fucking stop?