What you will never understand is, I wanted to live, not because I was with you, but because seeing you smile gave me hope that things would get better. I wanted to live because hearing your voice reminded me of all the beautiful things in this world. I wanted to live because I'd found the rarest thing in the world: love and I couldn't let that go... Not without a fight... I didn't keep living because you asked me to or because I was with you, I kept living because your existence reminded me of things worth living for.

I want to die now because I fought for love and you seem to have given up so easily on it and the pain that comes with knowing that I wasn't worth fighting for, shatters my soul every waking moment. But I hope that whoever replaces me has some semblance of love for you...