My eyes burn from being so tired of being awake.
They sting from so many nights of unshed tears that refuse to fall.
I’m always either too worried about the possibility of something happening to you to fall asleep
Or too drained of energy to muster enough to even keep my eyes open.
I can’t keep fighting for you and myself on my own.
I can’t keep convincing myself you don’t need me.
I can’t keep convincing myself you’re okay.
I can’t fucking do this.
I can’t fucking lose you.
I can’t stand having to watch you get worse.
I can’t stand not being able to do anything.
I can’t stand knowing it’s my fucking fault.
I can’t stand knowing you won’t let me help you solely because you’re scared of losin me completely just by opening up to me about everything.
I can’t stand feeling like this.
I can’t hide it anymore.
I can’t keep letting the guilt eat me up.
I can’t keep trying to replace what I had with you with someone I won’t even love nearly as much.
I can’t keep denying that the only one I’ll ever want is you.
I can’t keep denying that it’s my fault if something happens to you.
I don’t understand why you’re doing this.
Don’t you see how much it’s destroying me?
All sorts of things in this world behave like mirrors.