you killed my flower

73. i wish we were dead

i can't think straight but i know that i love every bit of you.
and i don't understand why you want to talk to me or why i'm special or why you like me.
your stupid blue eyes can manipulate me, i'll crumble at your feet and i hope you don't figure that out before i find the nerves to push you away.
i love you.
i wish i was dead,
and i wish you were dead too.