You truly love someone if you feel like your gonna cry for admitting stuff that you feel bad about.
You know you love someone if you hate yourself for telling them to 'go wallow in their self pity'
You know you love someone when you feel ill at ease after admitting to them that you fucking love them and wished they did back, but since they didn't, you would let them do whatever.
You know you love someone when you hate everyone but them even if its their fault why your pissed.
You know your in love if you want to kill yourself for angering or saddening them.
I know I love someone.
I know god damn well that I fucking love someone.
But he doesn't love me like I love him.
He more than likely hates my guts now.
Because I told him these.
This is what I feel, and what I told him because I was in a rush.
He doesn't love me like I wished he does, and he probably loves someone else, and if he's reading this, and he knows who he is, then he should know that I never meant half of what I said, and that I can't give up because I love him and I apologize for writing stupid random things. I'll give up on anything, and everything just to hear him say that he forgives me.