It was wonderful..

So it is over.. No more frustrating moments, no more tears.. Yeah.. And I'm a pro wrestler..
It hurts.. It really hurts.. The feeling when your future, your happiness, your dreams are torn away from you by the prson you love the most on this whole frickin' planet.. By the person who you've been dreaming of.. It really hurts..

People say, that the things that doesn't kill you, only make you stronger.. Bullshit.. The thing that really hurts you, is always killing you.. Little by little, day by day.. These things make you feel and look like you're stronger in the end, but you will always know deep down that you're getting weaker by the second..

It really hurts..

And still.. I love her.. The only thing that's left for me is hope.. And I'm damn well going to hold to it, because if I wouldn't, I would lose the last spark of the meaning of my life..

I loved you! I love you! I'll love you!