i want to be the one you tell everything to at 4am when you can’t sleep
I guess this is just how it will be. A vicious cycle of me hurting myself over and over again, always thinking it’ll be different.
Fuck my life. I just want out.
I can’t help but think that you don’t care as much as I do. Sure, my friends tell me you care about me a lot and stuff.. But I feel like you don’t love me like I love you.
I don’t exaggerate when I say that I think about you every minute of every day. I really do. You keep showing me that I’m not as important to you as you are to me though.
It hurts knowing that I love you so much and you don’t even feel what I feel for you. You can’t even possibly know how much I love you, or how much I care for you, or what I would do for you.