I posted about how today marks a year on Facebook. The last time I saw the love of my life. He died a year ago tomorrow.

No one cares.

I’m hurting so bad, and no one cares.

I have no friends.

I don’t want to feel like this anymore.

If it weren’t for the responsibility I have here on earth, I’d have went with him.

The muscles around my heart feel like they are being stretched from when I get so upset.

I don’t want to feel like this.

I don’t want to live with this pain anymore.

I’m needed here by one... but sometimes I wonder if they are better off without me.