Down in a hole...

Fuck it...Fuck it all to hell!!! Why? Why didn't you talk to me? Why didn't you tell me? I wish you had known that I'd have understood and not judged...That I'd have known how you felt because I feel that pain every fucking day of my life. And now you're gone, and I can't help feeling that if only I'd done something different...That if I'd tried a little harder to talk to you. You better have fucking known that I loved you, because I did. I'll write more later when my head's not spinning, trying to make sense of it all. But for sanity's sake, I had to say goodbye.