Sometimes I light candles and sit in my bed and think of how wonderfully cruel and punishing you are to me. How the love we could of had crumbled before my blind hazel eyes. How I wish we could be more. More then just friends. And I’ve realized, I love you so much I was willing to give up my sanity for just you to love me. I’m killing myself slowly and painfully over you. I’m so weak when it comes to you. I love you sweetpea, so much I can’t breathe or think straight. And I hate myself for every second I waste my life on a broken heart. But your worth it, every bone crushing cry I have, you are worth that much