What’s even the point. There’s one person in the world i want to talk to and i can’t. Why would I bother living without him? I just want to die there’s no point in me being here, I can’t see any reason to live I just want this whole thing to be over. If I go to Heaven I’ll have a better chance of being with him than I do here. If he would just talk to me everything would be fine. I’m empty, like a little shell