“Yea, sorry I was too disturbing. But look at it this way, I'm not there anymore. You don't have to hear all my stories and ideas. My worries and wonders. I sat in my room, a dark room, and withered away slowly. With five curtains over my windows, there was no light. You always told me to go outside. Never did I. Sun hurt me like you did. I tried to love you, but you avoided me and let me down. Thanks, maybe we can talk if you come to hell too.”
