I love the thought of this working out, but I know it never will. I know I am stupid to think you will love me because I just went through this. I just went through the heartbreaking realization the nobody loves me. I can't let you cloud my mind like he did. I want to believe that it might work out but I already know it won't. You like the me I put on as a show not the real me. You know I have depression, but that is all you know. He was my first love. The love where you feel noting bad could ever happen but, now I know bad things do happen and I am terrified.
