I am a sick demented person. I lied to the one I loved the most. He inspired me to live and to be free like a bird. He was my lover ,my friend, my soulmate. Now I've gone and lost him to the world, and it's nobodies fault but mine. I can't eat nor sleep I can barely think since he's gone. I'm ruined. He was my heart. Now I feel empty, like a hollow tree who's about to be knocked down as soon as the next storm hits. He taught me how to be somebody, how to love somebody, and how to live like a somebody. And as for my foolishness I am truly sorry. But living without him is to much to bear. So I hoe he forgives me for what I am about to do.