Late Hours

the late lonely hours are when my thoughts always slip into the negatives the most. i question my reality or why i continue to exist. this is no life. no life at all. i miss my SADDI so much and all i can think about ua being with her again. i wont be missed and life will go ob long after i am gone. there is no desire within me to be remembered, but i want the beauty and truth of SADDI to forever be cherished by those who believe in true love and faithful friendships. if i can leave anything behind, it is so that she is forever remembered. i don't expect anyone to understand, because they did not and have lived in this life ...

and for many years, i have not lived as well.