As the body decays, the mind starts to become more aware. It starts to see things it didn't know was there. My body decays. My mind becomes more aware. Only the more aware my mind becomes, the more it starts to die. All past memories will cease to exist and new ones, decrepit ones will take their place. No longer am i the person who cared for you. No longer will i be put through your games. No longers will look at you, walk with you, or even text you. You did this. Made me like this. You had the power to make me love you, and you chose to use your powers to make me hate you. So as i lay here dying. Just know that you did this. You killed me.