She disappeared.
I disappeared.

I need to find myself right now. I have been buried under massive things. I want to go back to being myself, truthfully. Not the one who pretends to be happy. I want to go back to the "me" who really was happy. I don't need anyone to help me with that. If I really want to, I can. And I really want to. Maybe I just need time to bury unwanted memories. I always thought... If you came back, I'd come back too. I'd be "me" again. Thats an impossible option though. I will grow used to the solitude soon anyway.