It hurts to love like this and it hurts to lose like this. It’s hell to feel the loss and to know that you’ll keep giving until you break, and even when you do break, you’d still give some more. Finally, the giving becomes a taking. Finally, the love becomes a nightmare and it rends the very fiber of your being. It hurts to end it, but it hurts too much to continue, an empty shell, a husk hollow from the pain. That is what you’ve become, but never would I go back and do anything differently.