If you had told me that in the blink of an eye I would lose everything and that it would be my fault. I would've laughed. I would've said, I'm not that careless. I'd never make a mistake like that.

But I did.

I had everything I ever wanted in this world. And I lost it all.

The cruel part? I can't even say I deserve punishment, because living with the loss is punishment enough. Every breath reminds me of what I let slip away.