I wish i could put it into words. I wish i could put him into words, explain him, explain this feeling. But i can't no matter how hard i try i can't tell you about how it really feels.
How i'm great when i'm with him and thinking about him after hes's gone i'm still good. Then night comes, i wanna get high to make these thoughts go away but i promised i wouldn't- what if he doesn't like me, what if hes using me, what if this is all a game? And it drives me insane. Thats what i can put into words, the hurt.
