"The saddest thing is,I don't blame you.Deep down,I wish I could hate you,but I can't.I can't hate you for not loving me anymore than I could hate myself for loving you because it just is.Love isn't forced.It does not exist because we want it to,or because we make it so,or because we have to.It comes like an arrow on dreadful wings,sweeping down and piercing us when we weren't expecting it.Because if we saw it coming,we would have deflected it and beat it away with a vengeance.And,when it hits us,pierces us,it bleeds us.Leave the arrow in,patch your heart around it,and in time you'll learn to live with love.The arrow.Pull it out,and everyday you'll bleed a lil' harder,and die a lil' more."
SHOUT SCREAM SHRIEK!