Pain is contagious.
From the love of a daughter and sister to the love of a mother.
Death is contagious.
From the love of a son to the love of a brother to the love of a father.
Love is contagious.
From me to you and from you to me.
Pain is contagious.
Pain is beautiful when there are memories.
Pain is painful.
So welcome, pain.
I am the one who has been with you all this time.
I am the one who stayed by your side.
I am the one who couldn't leave you.
I am the one who grew so accustomed to your presence that you became the most constant part of my life.
I'm the one who felt your weight every morning.
I, I, I.
Damn the word "I."
I'm tired.
I'm so tired.
Love is contagious.
I give and I take.
Death is contagious.
I give and it takes.
Life is a flame.
It burns within me, and I ignite others with it.
I, pain, and death.
And This damn life.
There's so much darkness and madness.
There's so much death inside me.
There's so much pain around me.
There's so little love inside me.
I'm dying slowly.
I'm tired.
I don't have much to write.
This is the end of the page. I'll stop here.