Laying almost lifelessly upon a mattress soaked in tears I wish for you to text me. I wish that you cared as much as I do. Thinking of all I have done for you kills me when I compare it to the little effort you've made for me. My mind wanders for a spilt second and I wonder if your worth it. Quickly I brush the thought aside. I love you. And I would rather drag myself through hell and back than give you up. But are you breaking me without even realising it? Your intentions remain good but your actions only cause pain.
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