Do you know what hell is? i do. It's not fire and brimstone. Not for me anyway. It's watching your hopes die. It's watching the guy you love -the guy who makes you understand why that poor sucker built the Taj Mahal, why Juliet buried a dagger in her chest, why that Trojan King destroyed his entire fleet-making love to another girl. A girl you despise.
It's seeing your father-a man you believed was a superhero -for the first time after 15 long years only to discover he was a dishonorable creep show all along.
Hell is experiencing both of those things in one night. Hell is the way the ceiling looks above your head when you open your eyes the next morning. Hell is the morning after that, when the ceiling looks just as hopeless, And you realise the pain hasn't begun to fade and that maybe it never will.
This is Hell.
What is heaven? i don't know. i had an idea of it a couple of days ago, but that was before hope died.