She stole my heart, aborted my baby, lied to me constantly, cheated on me and I still love her. She broke me, shattered me into so many pieces that I still haven't put myself together again and yet I crave her. I yearn for her like an addict aches for a fix. Take my word for it, there's nothing worse than needing someone that will never be there for you ever again. Its like I'm trying to breathe, Alex is oxygen and her untimely death is a pair of strong hands closed around my neck watching unrelentingly as I turn a deep shade of blue.