Oh fierce emotions, plague me no longer I beg, I plead, I fall to my knees. Oh God, why must I suffer? Suffer the indignance of unreciprocation. For so little of time did you allow the utter happiness of this small convinience. The closest thing to heaven I had. Now gone. Dead. Stomped out like an accidental fire. Please, extinguish the things that are vital to living, not things that would kill me.