I am not afraid of an argument. Get emotional. Get angry. Because above all else I am terrified of the silence - of things becoming so bad between us there is no longer anything left worth fighting over.
There is nothing so beautifully genuine as a broken hearted person's love. For in giving it they are saying, "Yes, I have burned to smoke and ash fir the ones I have loved. I have been devoured, slowly,
Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time. Every time I'm kept in the dark. Every time I'm outcasted. Every time I have unanswered questions.
"I think what hurts the most is when you give your all to someone. Through thick and thin, you're there for them. You stick with them, no matter what. Then one day they just give up. The one thing you would never have done, they did with no hesitation.