If only I can take out my heart and put it on a table, it would be blackened and tattered and torn, unrecognizable as a heart anymore. I don’t know how to feel anymore. I don’t know how to love anymore. I don’t know how to trust anymore. I don’t know who I am anymore.
How did I get up so deep up in this shit?
What have I done to deserve this?
I never played with people’s feelings before.
I never expected anything from anyone before.
I just want you to accept me and love me and be with me forever.
Is that so hard to ask?
Is that so hard to do?
Is that such a miracle to happen?
Is that such a big of a thing to ask?
Why?