I ultimately can not breathe at this moment. Every part of me has faded. I can’t even remember the last moment when I felt okay. My cheeks feel numb, my heart feels like it’s drawing blanks. I can’t bring myself to get up off the floor half the time because it hurts too much. It would mean I have to take on life without you. I can’t do it. If only I can dust my heart off, become me all the way again before I met you. I can't. The second half of me is gone and there is no way to return the half of me back. So my heart and my body will become dust. That is simply the difficulty of have loved.