This will be my last post. Sometimes when you love someone you have to let go. Clichè I know but true. When she want someone else it’s selfish to hold on and if you do then you don’t love. The greatest thing you can do to show your love is to simply let her go, free to do as she pleases. If she doesn’t love you then nothing matters. The earth, the sun and the stars. This isn’t a poem and I don’t believe I will ever write one again. My inspiration is dead and so is my soul. I welcome death as a relif nota burden.