The time lost while trying to figure out where I'll find happiness was so precious, not in the sense that I'll never get the time back, but how I completely forgot what was important to me.

Not until we are struck by tragedy do I realize how much I love you, and as much as I want to, I can't blame you for leaving me. As much as I want to, I can't hate you, you're only living your life like I needed to. I can only hope that maybe something tragic will again happen to me, and you'll be here for me like I was for you, and we can start this vicious cycle all over again.
© Skab