as of now, the thought still remains.
why had you the need to leave?
to think i gave you everything, and in return, you give me grief.
how in the world did this happen?
how could i lose you?
how could you lose me?
I'm going insane, jer.
im in a state of erratic insanity, a mad subject, is what would be classified of me on a piece of paper.
But no one understands why.
Sometimes, i think that too.
Or rather, not think it. because i do not understand, jer, how you could leave me, in this state.
Why you left, why you did it, and how you could think to leave me.
I sometimes wish you would have faked your death, maybe you have. Maybe you do, but i almost wish you wouldnt, have or would.
Because then i would be oblivious to the fact that you are, in fact, alive. and that would make my insanity pointless, and all of this would be for nothing.
Your insanity is reasonable
sometimes i feel like you talk to me, jer.
and it makes me go crazy
xx
