You may think I didn't wait on you, you assume the worst of me. Every hour, every minute, every second away from you is like a countdown to my last breath. I say I'm emotionless but why are my eyes crying, why is my throat clogging up at the thought of you gone. I can't do this. You may hate me, you may not see the reasoning in why I did what I did.
Maybe you are right. Maybe in the end I'll be the one taken for a fool. I'm foolish. These emotions are far too big for me to handle and I feel suffocated. I feel suffocated in my own body and I don't understand how to set myself free. How to break free. I need help but I can't ask for it.
I can't do this anymore. It hurts. My chest hurts. It feels heavy. It's heavy with all your harsh words. I hate that I'm the reason for all your suffering and I guess. What I am truly getting at is.. would you wish for me to leave?
Do you wish me gone?..
