I regret, but I will look forward. I will keep moving, even without you here anymore. But that doesn't mean I don't think of you. I think of you, perhaps too much. I want you to live, even if it's just in my thoughts.
I want to believe that I am superior to the foolish beliefs of the people of this Earth, yet I know that I am just as foolish. Am I allowed to blame the people around me?