When did I know it was very serious?
When we were cuddled up in his bed, he was hugging me tight from behind.
I was crying silently.
He asked me what is in my head.
All I could say was "If you would strangle me with the blanket right now, it would be so peaceful."
I am so sorry someone "has to" hear these things. I'm sorry this was all I could think of. Sometimes I'm sorry for being me, like this.
I know You love me still. I still do not know what are these highs and lows, but I'm trying, I promise.

















