Solemne asked: "Is it worth dying, for that one last time?"The question for me has never been is it worth dying, but is it worth living. Or what would be worth living for. I've never come up with an answer. I've always been baffled when I've really asked myself why I'm still here. This isn't a new question, it's just what I've felt most days for the last 20 years.
Nothing new. Just that at the worst moments, when I feel like letting go, I feel I deserve to see him first.
