Living With Regrets
And one letter is all it took to tear us apart.
Losing control became my escape.
Oblivion became the solution.
Darkness became my solace.
...The emptiness never left.
...is all it takes for me to breathe freely again. Hate becomes pain.
...is all it takes to remember who we are. Pain becomes friendship.
... is all it took to want it all back. Friendship becomes love.
...but is love enough to heal a shattered heart?