Because I can't stop, because I'm too fucking selfish to just let go.
Because I miss my friend, because I miss the fact that at one point you wouldn't let me push you away. Because I miss how much you seemed to understand me.
Because you don't need me the way I need you.
Because I'm fucking selfish.
Because you make me feel better when I want nothing more than to just slit my wrists and die.
Because I don't want to put that pressure on you.
Because my depression shouldn't be yours too.
Because I lost a piece of me when you left.
Because I'm not good for you.
It could be one or all of these reasons, but it doesn't excuse the way I tried to rope you back.
Just know I'm here for you if you need me.
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I'm Only Human
Non-FictionSorry about this, but this story is just going to be a lot of one shots, maybe a few poems, I might add some stuff, or change things to them, but the next part will be something different. Please give feedback, and tell me what you think would make...
