type. delete. type. delete. type. pause. backspace. pause. delete. Each time I try to say just what I feel I start. stop. start. pause. stop. I’ve run out of words. But I feel like I need to speak..because I have yet to run out of tears. My heart has yet to run out of pain. I’m a firm believer in love and when I give someone my all, I stick around. Through the ups, downs..the thick & thins, the ins and outs. I have a habit of not letting go..when I probably should. But why let go if everyday without you is hell. And if every day with you is hell too….what do I do?