Sooner or later I will have to let go and let someone else replace my spot.
It will be painful, of course, but thats the way things run. You meet people, you find them special, you learn something new about them everyday, you feel as if you've known them forever, you can't imagine not talking to them for long periods of time, then these things- ivy vines like, start infesting the insides of you're body. Creating ripples of emotions, both good and bad, in which you cannot control or try and get rid off. I want things to stay as they always have been but I know that they won't. Pests come and nibble and tease the ivy vines that have now grown all around your heart. Sometimes you seem like you care. Most of the time you do. But it still hurts, it just does. You want to hang on, you really do. Everything makes me happy but it still hurts. Sooner or later that pain will just get annoying. You get tired more easily. You start to hate everything around you. The world seems darker even though its summer. The only way to dissolve everything is to stop.

Just stop.