I love you. Maybe if you knew how much tears I cry. How much blood I'd shed. How many hearts I'd stop. Maybe youd come back to me. Maybe you would understand, finally, how much I loathe every other person and how much I love you. You are my world. You are the air I breathe. You are the blood in my veins. You are the the heart I need to live. You took all I ever wanted away from me. I dont know what to live for. You tell me you love you. You tell me you hate me. What am I supposed to believe? I dont know what to do with all these feelings buring up inside of me. I want to let them out. If I do, will you say you hate me and not talk to me again? Will you say im right. What do I do? I love you unconditionally and all you do is hurt me. Besides that when you talk to everyone else about your feeling you tell them a butnch of things that I did. Not what youve done to me, to hurt me. To tear my heart to peices. Am I supposed to keep falling in love with you over and over again? When you say you hate me, make me feel unwelcome onto this planet. Do you know that you make me want to die? Do you know how bad I hurt over this? Do you know anything. Do you REALLY still love me or are you just telling me that because you know what I'd do if I knew the truth? Please, tell me what you feel about me. Dont lie to me anymore. Im sick of everything that comes out of your mouth. I cant tell whats the truth and whats bullshit! You need to learn that the world doesnt revolve around you and your wants. Your selfishness and drugs. I want everyone to know how bad of a person you are and how much I cared. Yes I know I broke up with you quite a few time, it was something I had to do. You beged for me back. I remember you used to tell me what you would do If I wasnt there for you. If I gave up. I didnt give up on you. Im still here. When you say all hope is lost, no more friends and you put the razor to your wrist, remember who was there for you. Remember who has helped you. Maybe it will make you rethink your position.I remember when we used to stay up hours into the night judt holding eachother. At 3 in the morning the naughty things we did. (hehe) You gental kiss when I was scared of the dark. Your your warm hand wipeing away my tears.