I can't get her out of my head, and its got me sick to my stomach. I don't know if its that somewhere down inside, despite what I believe, I really still love her or if its just that I hate being alone. Either way it doesn't really matter does it? Feelings are feelings no matter what the cause. All those nights togeather, all those times I was so happy and felt so lucky, and what are they now? Just another reminder. Just another thorn to cause pain and discomfort. Its like... all I can think of now is her, and time we were togeather. All i can do is lay here, enveloped in a quilt of misery and wallow in it, and I don't even have the right to feel sorry for myself, this is entirely my own doing. I just want it all to go away, forever. Not to have to think about her any more to move the hell on, but I can't Im stuck here in this rut. I'm sure theirs a way out, but am I too far down to see it? Sure seems like it.