I seriously would like to fucking know. shit.
Why can’t I have you?
I just want you.
I wish you could understand that. Because out of every possible little thing I could be wishing for, I wish for you.
Nothing else.
Just you.
And some how I hope you could hear my pleas that go through my head at the end of the day when I’m about to sleep. Call me crazy, but I feel like you can..
Because at that time I’m at my lowest, at my weakest point possible. And my mind is destroying itself. And love.. I’m losing..
Save me.