And he was right, I mean, I tried so hard to understand; and I eventually did in the end.
But that was the problem...life doesn't have to be fair. I am sad, however...
No. I'm not yet living my dream. And. It's. Heartbreaking... but please,
You have already broken me. I don't need your apologies... or maybe I do. This is our life, below here...
I am broken. I am no one. I am but myself. I am myself, though. I am not brave. And. That. Breaks. My Heart.
But I will 
I refuse to let myself think that the world is better off without me. There's a reason God made me. There's he made you.
We, humans, need constant fixing... we can't help it... I'm sorry to disappoint. I know I'm not fixed. But then again who is? Humans aren't cars, we can't just go in and be fixed straightaway.
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