When I see you with her my stomach gets queasy. When I'm with you and you text her I just want to leave. And when you start to date her, I'll leave for good.

It's easy to lose sight of how I feel and get wrapped up in the drama. But I'm here to stay.

Don't fall for her tricks... I can't lose you again.

And I was crazy for thinking we could be together.

Is love ever enough for us to be together?

Isn't it weird that so much heartbreak can come from so much happiness?

I know you will not ever pick me, but just let me bask in this love for a little bit longer.

Is love changing us, or are we changing love?

Why is the girl I risked everything for, not risking a single thing for me?

Depression overwhelms me. Sweeps through my whole body and takes over my life.