I just need to know that someone out there, someone I really know in person, will miss me when I’m gone. I have to know that once I disappear, someone can get the feeling of running in the forest as if he’s searching for an answer about my disappearance. I want to know that someone will feel like a miracle has just died. I have to know. Because I’m so done with myself. I just have to know that someone’s holding on for me.