Maybe I need to bleed.
I am in pain. I am in that room again… I see you but I can’t touch you. I am dying to be loved, you are loving me but I can’t feel it, I can’t accept it. I feel sad for you. I feel amazed too, you are trying.
Hey I wrote to you, I wrote for you. I was trying to help you help me. Thank you for trying, my friend. But you need to read me harder… </3
But why should you? Do I even deserve it? After all I do to you. Where do you find the strength from? I’ll go for my shower and maybe I will find some answers under the water.
Please bring me a pastry….