Look inside, there never was a start...

The pain that I feel inside is overwhelming. I don't think I can deal with this ever again. So now I recoil back into my shell. I'm in hiding. It's a struggle to not let these tears stream from my eyes. But I'm trying. I just want to forget. But my mind won't let me...so much so that my subconscious even tortures me in my sleep. I don't want to dream about him...I don't even want to think about him while I'm awake. I'm tired of feeling this way. I'm so exhausted. I wish this was easy. I wish this didn't have to happen to me time and time again. I wish I'd never met you. - amor e morte