When I think of what's best for you, I also fear that In another way, that could be your biggest pain. I just want to see you smile again but I also want to be able to talk to you and eat midnight snacks together but that's selfish of me. When I finally made the decision I felt the world crumble beneath my feet like I just made the biggest mistake of my life but at the same time you seem a lot happier now then you did before, and I'm happy for that. Risk or meant to be made, if I hadn't made that risk would you still be here with me today?