“You were here and the pain was gone but as soon as you came you left the pain was back and so was this paper and pen. Imagine a box with a window a man inside the window is there to remind him of what he doesn't have he lives there to this day. he will die there. i take the pain and turn it into hate into a box which I cannot escape if I could go back and re-do it all then I wouldn't have pain no suffering. but in return i wouldn't have met you. I'd rather have pain and you than happiness and no one so take my box and shake it. beat me up if I have my window, then life is worth it. i take the pain and turn it into hate into a box which I cannot escape.”
