It's like you’re screaming, but no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed, that some one could be that important, that without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. But when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good.

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