What if we never met? I wouldn't be up past my bedtime wondering about endless missed opportunities to be happy. Was losing me even a loss?Bc honestly losing you meant losing myself and all i ever meant to the world.Now I mean nothing. Losing you kills me.Every secondOf every minuteOf every fucking day.You were toxic and you poisoned me.Crazy thing is, I'd let it happen a billion more times in any given lifetime.You were the happiness that I lost.That I'm trying so hard to re-find in every crevice of this shithole world. You were my Romeo I just wasn't your Juliet and that was something that could never be.Us.