Literature
I will always be a shadow...
I am doomed to walk away from the last six months of my life now. I have to turn my back on everything I've held so dearly to my heart and pretend that none of it was ever real. I have to throw away every picture, every word, eveything that smells of you so that I can continue that lonely road alone again. I am nothing more than a transparent apparition, empty and see through and not great enough or alive enough for you to deal with. I know now that I really was, "lesser than nothing", just like you said in your letters. I can't believe I ignored the lies I heard in you voice when you spoke to me, at least they cared enough to warn me beforeh