Before you, I never used to cry. Before you, I was relatively happy with myself, with my life. 

The week after we starte going out, I called my best friend crying, already hurt. 

Now I don't even have her. Now I don't even recognize who I am. Now I don't remember the last time I've gone through an entire day feeling okay. 

I'm looking forward to after you. But what's left after you?