I guess when you have been hurt that much you can finally say your used to it.
I try stay strong but that only lasts until I'm alone then all the tears floods out and my heart starts breaking!
When I cry for a little bit I decide to take the blade beside me and cut, one cut becomes 2 cuts and before i know it my whole arm/leg/hips/neck/ankle are covered in cuts.
I suppose then i think about dying because i hate my life but there is only one good thing that has happened and that started on the 1/1/16!
Then I start to think to myself that I'm really lucky until shit happens and I don't know what i did and i feel it's all my fault for making her do that!
Everyday I feel like I'm losing her,
and that hurts really bad,
I tell her I love her as a tear rolls down my cheek because It hurts!
I still love you and I won't stop loving you until the day I die!
I really do want us to work,
but I don't know how?
