I wrote our story, just the first part, because the second has yet to come, it took eight hours and 27458 words and it's still far from over...I know he'll never see this message but I'll always love you Ten....It's the worst feeling ever telling someone goodnight...because you'll never know if you'll be strong enough to see them tomorrow....I'm thinking of ending this....It's been fun while it lasted...but...Sometimes you just gotta let go... I'm sorry...I'm caught in between something warm and distant but something cold and close and I don't know which to let go. It may hurt, but would it hurt less if I'd left or if I continued going with this our little secret? Could it be saved, or only broken again? I'm sorry...All you are is a red heart ache, and now we're here, and have gone this far, you're nothing but a grey dull ache...