Shattered

Unsaid

I badly want to talk to you, really.

Like how my day went by, how cold the weather is, how I hate my Calculus professor, how I feel upset about how fat I think I am every time I look at the mirror, how I miss you.. How badly I wanna be with you, how I see you in everything around me and more..

But no. I can't. I just fucking can't.

You asked for space, so I'm giving you one. But you have no idea how it is tearing me apart because I never knew how you wanted that so bad.. so bad but all you did was to pretend that we're okay.. And then, I found out..

And here I am, the dumbass trying to think that everything's alright.. But no.

NO.

Everything now is a mess and it's killing me.. IT'S KILLING ME!

I hate you
But I love you more..