Gazillions.

6,919,659,729 people in the world & Im just 1 of them.

I've realized I really don't matter all that much, my feelings don't count for even a millionth of how the rest of the world feels. No one cares, about my boy troubles or my back pain because there's bigger problems & more complicated things to think about.

I guess the only thing it comes down to is you just have to believe.

"You've got to believe in something, otherwise you'll send yourself loopy thinking about it."

You've got to believe there's something better out there, there's a better place, a better life. Where no-one gets hurt & everythings just fine.

You've gotta believe that when you let people go it's so they can go somewhere better & move on.

No matter how much you love someone all you want is for them to be happy, so knowing that what you've been through has made someone else happy is good, it may not feel it at the time but you'll look back & think Im glad I did that. 

Just like when someone die's you have to believe their going to a better place, or you believe that it's over, that's it their gone forever. Personally Id much rather believe that they are there watching over us, helping us & keeping us strong. Giving us signs once in a while to let us know they are there. All we have to do is let them in.