Not really suicidal, but still hurts, so in the book it goes
How could you not see that I like you? How? I don't want to hear about your coworker who you want to date. I don't want to hear how your giving her another chance. I don't want to hear it, can't you tell? I hate the fact that you can't see that you're HURTING me. I make my pain so obvious. Now I'm afraid I'm going to lose you.
I can't lose you. You're my last tie to the outside. The last tie to everything I had before, and now you're gone. You left without even looking back to see if I was ok. I'M NOT!
I want you. Not in a sexual way, but to calm me and remind me of the good times. I want to laugh and joke with you till my mom looks at us like we're idiots. I want to snuggle up and watch movies just cause you haven't seen them yet. I want to remain a part of your life. It doesn't even have to be a big one.
I just don't want to see you hurt, but they will hurt you. Fuck this.
