Just picture losing somebody that was always there. They were the ones that fixed everything and now it's all gone. When you were sitting there crying they came up to you and changed it all. You finally feel it and this feeling won't go away. You try to get this person out of your mind, but you can't. You ask yourself, "What the hell is wrong with me?". You finally get the answer as you sit there smiling. You decide that you should call this person. The hard thing about it is if you call, you know what you want to say, you just don't know how to say it without freaking them out. You decide to just sit there and think about them all night. When it's been so long and you haven't seen them for days or even talked to them, you call. Your heart beats with emotion and such force as you listen to the phone ring. There is no answer and you're left sitting there with the phone in your hand. You start to freak out and decide to call your close friend and tell them everything. They answer the phone crying. You immediately begin to cry. The painful way that they said hello just hit your heart with fear and a touch of loss. You know something is wrong and so you ask. You drop the phone, you can hear silent crying as you are standing there shocked. What are you going to do now? What?! You should have listened to your first thoughts. You should have called the day you said you would! Now your lost and so confused, denial is hitting you like the car hit them! Yes, that's exactly what happened and you can't do one damn thing about it! You just lost the love of your fucking life. Fix it...you can't! It's too late, there is no turning back. "Goodbye," you say as you sit there staring at the sharp object sitting ahead of you. Are you going to do it?! Can you?! Are you going to deal with the pain?! Too bad, you should have said those three words...I love you.