I know that you loved me in a way that scared you. I challenged you, because i knew the man you were and you didn't like that. I challenged you because I knew you were greater than what you ever gave, you were more worthy than you made yourself to be. Because of your doubt and loss of self love, i lost myself. I lost myself in a way nobody gets out of. I was already lost and broken, and because I tried challenging you and trying to make you the man I knew you were, I put myself in the worse possible place. So the question is, is this life worth living?