She was dead.
My heart was broken into pieces.
My love tree won't be complete without her. Its roots will suck blood from my heart.
I didn't want to be like that.
I was really in pain while realizing I couldn't have what we used to have any more.
I regreted that I couldn't help her to get back to normal.
I lost myself.
I spent many days painting her picture in my room.
© Sage