I wish I fucking could, but I can’t. I can’t because you are in here (head) and in here (heart). Part of me would give anything for you to just disappear, just be fucking gone, but it’s a tiny part. The rest of me, the rest of me would take even this, even this shit I’m feeling right now over any other feeling about any other person. Because compared to this, I have never felt a single fucking thing in my life. I love you, I do.
But it doesn’t matter, because you don’t want me, do you?
