sometimes I feel like telling myself, "she's happier without you" so I can keep killing all those parts in me, so you can have all the better things in life, so I remind myself that it's not about me, my self. It doesn't matter how much I love you or miss you or care about you.

Tim, please, it's not about you, it's about her happiness. It has nothing to do with you.

"She's happier without you"

I still don't know if that's the voice of my head, or the devil, or even God.

Please be still, my heart