4/9/2019 [3:18 am]
So, this is what the end feels like. An end before a beginning. The remainder of what once was just faded away. You've closed the door. You don't want me in anymore. You know what that means. You think i'm going to leave, forget everything about you, and move forward, yes? No. I'm still sitting here, right outside the door. I am waiting. I will always wait.
