short writings about love 彡☆

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please

i was there, even when you told me not to be. because who really means leave when they are in a mental prison.
screaming in silence is what you're best at. but i can hear it, those faint screams. that look behind your eyes. desperation, you're drawing me in, you're worrying me.
your pitch black eyes hold so many lost memories. tell me.
so why do you keep blaming me for your unhappy ending? why does it have to be my fault.
i was there, i was there for you.. you are wasting away. it scares me how empty you seem.
i was there, i was there. because i care about you, even when you curse at me, even when you blame it on me. so why?
why are you doing this to me, forcing me to watch you destroy yourself slowly wasting away to nothing.
how is that fair to me? do you really mean it when you tell me to leave? just to leave you alone, cold and broken. how is that fair to me?
let me help you, please see my efforts. don't let yourself crumble, please look for the light. the tunnel, please keep walking. until you see light, even the faintest light.
you have to keep going. please.
because how is it fair if you just stop?
don't stop.