916.5 miles 13 hours 798 minutes 47,880 seconds. Thinking about it is as if my mind has transformed into An effulgent allusion. A scene of the serene tides climbing back and falling off the shores that nestle into the vast, bottomless abyss of blue. My eyes grow lachrymose, and become victim to the overwhelming moisture That falls down my cheeks, that makes my lips tremble. My hands shake, turning ivory as I grip only air. My heart stops, as I breathe only to keep myself alive… But am I? If this is life, then why should I want anything to do with it? I blame myself, fore I went too far, you needed me there, and all I had to do was get in a car. All I had to do was put everything down, come straight to you, leave town. But I didn't, because revenge doomed me, when I thought about you only thoughts of pain consumed me. When I thought of you, my mind went black, I let you down, just as you did to me, and I thought I would be okay with that. But as of now, I can only feel regret, because at 5:13 am when your heat beat grew slow, when your mind shut down, and when your soul flew away All I had to do was travel 916.5 miles 13 hours 798 minutes 47,880 seconds. But I didn't, and you were all alone. And your last few thoughts, to me, are unknown. But when the clock striked 5:13 am. And I wasn't there… I can only imagine how much you thought That I didn't care...