The ending.
29-03-2018 The ending. This may be different, in many ways, from past entries. I, too, am different in many ways. Times change. We meet new people and we evolve. We fall in and out of love so many, god damn, times that soul mates are a proven myth. A myth that I would love to believe in; But what is love? I don't know any more. I'm not sure I ever did. I hope she makes you fucking happy. I'm not swearing out of anger but out of passion. I really fucking hope she makes you happy because that's what I'm clinging to. I need her to make you happy for it to be worthwhile. I need her to make you happy as to give my sadness a reason. I hope she makes you happy because it's the only light in my life, the thought of your happiness. It might not be me making you happy but it's the better than me making you sad. You will never know the love I have for you. But, what is love? Whatever it is, know that it is yours. All the love in my heart and all of the love