I wish I could write something that would make you happy.
That would bring me back to you, but that would be a miracle.
I cant bring her back, and for that I am eternally sorry.
I lost her somewhere along the way.
I don't know when or how, but she is gone.
I am trying my best to remember but I cant.
This is the end of who I was.
I am reborn into a different person, with a different personality, a different thought process.
A different being.
I am no longer her.
I am no longer me.
