We have touched for the last time... You are long gone, in love with someone else... I now fear nothing but life itself... And I have learned that living is just a slow way to die... I do not believe in life or in love anymore... The joy I feel are the joys of emptiness... I hate myself for loving you... The fear I feel night after night has developed into a disease... No one can see the emptiness in my eyes... To escape life itself now seems the only solution... With relief I look forward of letting go of the pain... Finally, there is peace in my soul... To lie dead without a concern, without a tear,.. You own my heart... And life without you is so imensly painful... Just to think of you, talk about you, dream of you makes tears stream down my face... I cannot imagine happiness without your beautiful smile, your angelic face, your wonderful body and your good heart... You are everything, I am nothing... I want to die... But really, I am already dead...