I know that the biggest lies are the lies we tell ourselves but...

Every time I get even just a glimpse of the reality of it all, it kills me. And so I'd rather not know about the other side of the coin, rather hide its existence from myself. I just cannot bear the thought of not only losing you, but losing the memories that I still hold the dearest.

The lie that you think about me the same way I think about you. The lie that there is always hope.

I miss you so much.