Why can't you just tell me the truth?
I know you aren't ok.
I can tell something is wrong.
Why can't you just let me help you?
That's all I want to do is try and help
I just want to be here for you
Why?
Because I love you
More than you could ever know
More than pretty much everyone else in my life
You are the one I care about
You
And yet I'm barely even your friend
Why do I feel so attached to you?
Why do I feel so compelled to help you?
I barely know you
We've never even hung out
Yet you are all I can think about
You are all I worry about
You are the one
God I'm so pathetic
Why can't I just fucking talk to you like a normal person?
That's what you are a normal person
Just like me
Yet I overthink everything about you
Every interaction
All I need to do is start a conversation
But I can't
I don't know how
I'm such a little bitch
Maybe you are ok
Maybe you're just quiet around me
Why?
Probably because you want to be
There doesn't have to be a reason
But my mind thinks that there has to be
I'm sorry
I'll stop
Bothering you, yes
Writing about you, probably not
YOU ARE READING
life sucks sometimes
Nonfiksithis is gonna be a rant book for when I feel sad or angry or any negative shit I feel like a burden to my friends so this is where I'll complain if you see this and know me from school/real life, DO NOT SHARE IT DO NOT TELL ANYONE ABOUT IT If you d...
