Hello.
How quickly do we get attach to things? Not just material things, but people.

They are one of the things that drive us writers to write or imagine...

What would be if...?
What can be...?

Or if something brings you to the blue corner...

You change the ending. That's it.
How can I change an Ending?.

Yes, you heard right an Ending. Do tell me how to change this one. Please...

Does anyone know how to change this ending as my whole life was turn upside down.

It would become the greatest gift if I can get him back. It was always him and I, but I believe along the way I lost track of us.

There are no words to explain how empty I feel. It's a fighting battle with my emotions.

When I am with my family, I put a strong front; however, I am alone atm. Everything is hitting me like a truck.... I think or is it staring at nothing in particular a new thing?

This made our family closer, but it made me so much emptier. I wish I could have taken his place. He didn't deserve to leave so early.

I am guessing, you would say that's the behavior of somebody that has lost a family members.

It could be. This is something for me to remember. That's real, and for everyone that has loose someone.

They are in a better place. They'll see you when your time comes. Don't try to rush it as that won't have good consequences.

Believe, love and try to be happy because they would want that. If you are at my state right now... you think this is a bunch of bullshit. Yes, I believe so. Everyone needs to heard it some way or another.

No, I won't be that person that writes letter to love, death and time. Why? They busy as fuck.. probably. Why do you bother em?

Instead, I will post my thoughts. I am trying to write again; however, it is a bit harder than I thought.

I am trying to get back on my old habits of writing, but it's turning out to be painful. All I can write about are sad things...

Believe me, I don't want to be THAT person.

I had a teenage dark age that I wrote the darkest most gruesome stories. They were dreams I had since birth. Oh, that's some fun stuff.

Anyhow, I stop having them. Thanks to my medication as I say before. This isn't for anyone, but myself.

You'll get over it. This one will not be forgotten. His memory will live on till the ends of time.