"What? Why?" I asked her in utter shock as soon as she told me that she couldn't live with me anymore.

Why is she saying this?

After listening to her words, I felt like someone had stabbed a knife into my heart, it's hurting a lot.

A life without her is like living without oxygen.

I can't live without her.

She is the only reason for my joy.

How could she say this to me when she knows that I'm addicted to her?

I can't think about my life without her because she is the beat of my heart, the oxygen to my lungs.

She stayed silent, looking down and...