Why?
How could it all have gone so completely, utterly wrong?
How could my heart have shattered into a million pieces on the sight?
Why is my only sliver of hope in my dark world suddenly refusing to return?
I thought I wouldn't mind, but I do.
I thought I wouldn't care, but I do.
You've been with me all these years to cause me the most terrible heartbreak.
I'm trying my best to help you,
And I refuse to accept that you cannot be salvaged.
That all hope is lost.
That my everything is gone with the snap of a finger.
Why, why why?!
Why can I not describe how I'm feeling?
Why am I so helpless?
Why do the cruel hands of fate keep my string going?
Why?...
Life is cruel.
I shall never get back what I lost that day.
My life means nothing.
I am but a shard of a broken mirror. I was once beautiful, but I am now nothing.
I mean nothing.
My existence is futile.
I am like a lovely doll that has been burnt in a fire.
Damaged beyond repar.
The ones who once loved me scorn me now, and no one will ever love me again.
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