LEIGH: I walked away from you. I wanted more than you 
could give me. And the world didn't feel so lonely 
anymore. It felt like something new. I never wanted 
anything. I never believed anything. Stumbling over the 
pieces. We all break. There is no time to make mistakes. 
Our lives revolve around the clock. Each second winds 
tighter than the first. Memories of freedom begin to fade 
through these meadows of guilt. I swallow hard but still 
can't breathe. My mind is filled with what must be. Where 
have we brought ourselves. Sitting on these hills of 
endless paper where our lives have been written for us. 
We sink to the bottom of the heap. I stretch my legs out 
and feel my weak knees that have crumbled from the weight 
of endless dreams. A wise woman once told me that I was a 
dreamer. It is true? These ideas in my head, will they 
fade with each passing day as my life continues to 
revolve around the endless clock. Not wanting to die 
trying, just wanting to try. And I will not just try. 
'What if today was your last day? What if these words 
were your last words? What if this breath was your last 
breath? Would you change anything? What if this dream was 
your last dream? What if these tears were your last 
tears? What if this pain was your last pain? Would you 
change anything?' ROSS: Let's be sure to make each and 
every breath count. Let's be sure to live each day as if 
it were our last. This is what I want. I will strive to 
be happy. TOM: Thank you for showing me what my life 
would be if I had control and if I had everything I 
needed to be happy. To live and die and understand that 
what you did meant something is beauty.