Why do I feel like this? I’m so empty. I can’t look at you without my head feeling like it’s going to cave in. I love you. I Love You, so much. You say you love me too, but that’s it, that’s all it is, saying you love me too. I hear you. I hear you but I can’t feel you. Why. Why the fuck can’t I feel you. I want this. I want us. But what am I to you.. An imperfect thought of the idea of someone to love, to hold, to have, to play, to toy with, to experience the new, to find nothing with, to hurt, to break. Why. I Love You so fucking much God damnit.. Everything about it is my fault to feel this way.. Because, I Love You, because I LoveYou so much










