In the depths of my hell, the worst of my times, an angel appeard in my life. i truely believe i would not be here if she had not come into my life. She was my first love. I was also able to talk about my fight with depression, i told her alot that know one else knows. she pulled me very far out of the hole i had become stuck in, but my depression was not gone. we had very fun times, but eight months into it, we began falling apart, i still had depression (i don't know why, my life had never been so perfect), she got tired of me, i don't blame her because i would trip out, and get upset over pointless things, depressed people just aren't as fun to be around. so that was it. she left, depression grew, i lost my love, but i realized she was an angel. she was sent to me, she saved me. so for that i will always love her, for i owe her my life. so she may have broke my heart, but iwithout her i wouldn't even have it.