in which our love brought me warmth and peace and sense of myself. it also came with war , order, and killing. i strive to feel what you helped me lose. you broke me in more ways than one. no longer can i look at myself in the mirror without the remembrance of what you made me do to prove my love. i have killed more than i've saved . all to earn the love you could never show. i sing our song still. in hopes one day the words would have meaning once more. real meaning. just as you made it out to be. i may have ended things but only cause you never could. you stopped loving me the day we went down into that bunker. god you stopped loving yourself. but i was still there. still suffering . knowing the one i love did not feel the same. but i salvaged your sanity until i began losing my own. you broke me octavia blake. but i will piece my own heart back together . because unlike you. i can be saved. i WILL be saved.