My fault.
Your dying now. Not physically, just mentally. But you talk about how you want it to be both.
My fault.
This is all my fault. I ended things. I left you. Now you\'re alone and dying.
My fault.
Was this all a mistake. I put me before you, and will the price be your life?
My fault.
I thought it would help both of us. I thought staying was hurting you. But in the end, leaving hurt you more.
My fault.
I was all you had, and I left. Now your suffering.
My fault.
You\'re starving yourself. You\'re burning yourself. Because I left.
My fault.
You can\'t permanently leave. I still love you. I still care. I\'m still here.
My fault.
You would be missed, despite what your thoughts tell you. I would miss you.
My fault.
You can\'t die because of me. I love you. I\'m here.
This is all my fault.