I was there. When you hit rock bottom. When you were lost and unattended. When you were doubtling yourself. I was there. I was there not because you asked me to. Not because you told me to stay. Or you forced me to be with you. I was there because I wanted to. Because I thought it was the right thing to do. Because you needed me more than you needed yourself. And I was there because I chose you.

Now, where are you?

I can't see you. I can't feel you. I can't hear you. I wasn't expecting for too much. I just wanted to feel that I am more than what the world is telling me. That I mean something to someone I chose to share my life with. That it wasn't a mistake to keep choosing people. That it...