Staring at the floor asking myself how he fell for me. How he looked past my darkness, my craziness and my mood. Reality hits me because he's finally gone but 1½years yet he is still stuck in my bones. I'm in disbelief cause i can't crack how he loved the realness in me. How he never let me be. I can't believe that there are still people who'll fight for the ugliness in you and still choose you even when their time is due. They say that true love is letting go. But how can I when letting go meant cutting...