I will miss nothing for there is no worth in missing pain. What was had no longer is. To strive is to be ignorant of the grasp of the nature in the universe. Once it's yours it will be so forever, until the day that you die. There is no turning back, and there is no need to. Not for me, not for you, but for the person next to you, and the person who is part of you. There is no place for me, not now, not ever. And I shall bow away, shriveled into a truth not even you can deny.