Nobody

He would've chosen you

I'm drowning in this sea of thoughts. The emptiness is louder this time, and I'm not strong enough. My heart aches, and it won't stop, not even meds will do. I need my release, what I left behind. You would understand if I told you, but you're gone. Everyone else is here tho. I don't want to talk. Please leave. Leave me alone. I'm angry, and I'm sad. I want to scream. What was it that you said once? "Close to you somehow, it's the best I got". I don't get that chance now, do I? I've begged this God everyone talks about to end it. And he won't listen. I'm just tired.

Too emotional. Too loving. Too caring. Too invested. Too much. Maybe I wasn't meant for this world.

You were my daydream for years, the "impossible" people always talk about. They didn't know what we had, and I miss the possibility of that.

A dreamer... is no more than a delusional person at the end

Silence can be deafening