luka_skye

BROKEN many times, i wonder why the hell you had to fucking die. why couldn't it have been me? i have nothing to live for anyway. you're not coming back only just to me haunting my dreams and my memories i wouldn't care about the pain that it would take. i would have done anything. i would've sacrificed everything for you, like you had done so many times. but you are dead, so what does it matter? reminiscing what we were, i fall off the cliff, tears streaming down my face. not caring about anything but you. hopefully, we will be together again, soon.