Oh. I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to bother you. I really meant it when I said I loved you, but I just can’t believe that you’d love me back. No literally, I hear the words coming out of your mouth but my brain refuses to comprehend it. I don’t believe it. I can’t believe it. Because my broken brain insists on telling that I’m unlovable. Too broken to be loved. Who would want to love me? I’m just sad all the time and possibly needy. It’s okay if you don’t love me. I understand, really. But I appreciate you trying.


















