I detest having to use past tense words when trying wrap my head around the loss of your presence. I hate myself for being myself to you knowing you deserve more, and even more so knowing that even when you gave me everything I still gave you nothing.
..Your beautiful and should never be subjected to my callous demeanor . You chose freedom while I chose to remain imprisoned in the same hell I so meticulously crafted for my soul to burn. Knowing your ok without me not only makes me want collapse only never to arise again, but warms me to know that.... you'll be ok without me. Job well done

I'll always love you baby .......mind....body......soul