The feeling being so happy with the person I gave my heart to, the caring words that I live by even in the ever so difficult times, when I feel like giving up I look back and I remember what we shared and what was said I cant bring myself to do it, I remember the sweet voice of what seemed so close; that is now so far, the bleeding stopped when I felt the love that no-one would be able return, it killed me ever time that look came across that beautiful face that is no longer seen in my eyes, the one I relied on to get me through, but I am and will always be grateful for what we shared.