I don't know how to tell you that I know what I do is wrong, but it feels so right.
I can't find the words to tell you that I can't do this anymore.
All the pain, all the telling, all the ways you do things without knowing that it's killing me inside.
I can't say how much it hurts when you say something that digs deep into me reopening the wounds. Making new ones.
Adding to the pain that is already growing. making me feel like I can't do anything to change the way you feel about me.
I can't tell you how much I hurt without it braking down.
I just can't.
