You're everything that makes me happy. And all the bad feelings float away. Like how I feel so replaceable. How jealous I am over people who don't love me anymore. Everything somehow feels wrong, even though I've gotten used to the idea of life without you. Except you're still here, haunting, shadowing every choice I make. I think of how everything would've gone if you were still here and it makes me cry because anything sounds better than this. The dream we shared was for the both of us. And now, without you, it's just a nightmare.