When you left me, I thought it was because you hated me.
I thought it was because you were sick and tired of my childish ways.
I thought it was because you didn't love me anymore.
I blamed you so much for leaving me.
I blamed you for the way you made me feel and for the state you left me in.
But I was such a fool for doubting you.
I was such a idiot for thinking that you would leave me.
I was such a sick brat. So blind, so mindless, and so many more bad things, but I always seem to lack on expressive words.
I never had anyone to express to anyways.
I should have known you were doing it for my good.
I should have known you would even give up your life to save mine.
But please don't do that.
You know I can't live without you.
You know I'd be gone not long after your death.
You know you're all I have.
Why would you do something so violent to yourself and me.
I may still have breath in my lungs, but it's a lose-lose.
You fool.
I will not survive a day knowing you're not here anymore.