I can't help but lay in bed awake and think to myself "What happened to my values? What happened to my spirit? What happened to the fire that lived within me? What happened to my love, my life?" but then I just think of you and all of my questions are answered.

It was you who stole it all away from me. You're the one to blame. You stole my morals, you stole my love and you stole my heart. You took away from me all that I cared for and you won't even give me a second glance. Your heart is cold and hollow and you deserve nothing.

But you know what, you can have it all. You can have my values because they were worn away. I'll just find new ones. You can have my spirit because it was already broken. You can take the fire and maybe it'll warm your heart up. However, you can't have my love or my life anymore. That will belong to me and only me. Those will follow me until I die, until the last breath of air leaves my lungs, they will be mine.

No one can take my love and and no one can take my life away from me. That is something I must give away. When I finally find that person who cares for me as much as I care for them, then they can have it. They can do whatever they want with it. You know why? Because I know I will have theirs as well.

The hope that the person is out there is what will form my new values. The belief that someone will love me is what will mend my spirit. The desire to move on is what will reignite the fire that burns within me. And the knowledge that you will be miserable for the rest of your life will make my love and my life even stronger.