You

You have brought the words out of my mouth. I can't describe you, in all vocabulary in all kind of languages. Pain is not what I have been feeling. Happy ain't it either.

What is this? What is this?

I know I have promised myself to make myself happy, be sure to be happy but it has came to the point where I don't want to be happy if it's not with you. Stupidity. Recklessness.

How am I supposed to go through this?

I can't do this. I can't do this anymore. I want you, only you.

I've been telling people about self-love, about all the things. But I can't do this, I really can't. I hate myself right now. I so hate myself right now.

Why don't you love me? Why.

Not your fault. But I can't do this.