I don't care if you're sane but I need you to know that no matter how nice this guy in your head is he's bad for you. He gets you into bad stuff, even though you're sick. You're just a host to him, he doesn't care. He'll never love you like I do.

We're very good friends. You kissed my cheeks 12 times today and said you loved me more times than I can count; as friends of course....
I love you

You've been such a good friend to me. I'm so very fond of you. I love being with you, talking with you, holding you. In all this, you're so dear to me, and I'm starting to realize that somewhere along the way, I think I fell in love with you

You're so dear to me, I'd do anything to make you happy. but I'm not sure how platonic my feelings for you are anymore... it would seem I love you in a way I hadn't realized before

And should my heart break or my mask fall I know you'll be just around the corner with the glue and some paint to make me right before sending me out against the world again

And now I wonder which path is more dangerous for my heart; loving someone that doesn't love me back and may never or loving someone that acts like they love me sometimes, so I'll never really know if they do

I adore you, I really do and I want to tell you. Tonight we talked for hours on end. But how am I to get around the fact you're my ex's bestfriend?

It's time to cut these arteries to my heart. They were lying when they said the heart would stop without them but I think this'll make me stronger because all they're doing is spoon feeding me poison and love

Every inch of me aches and burns. I'm not okay, there's the honest truth. I don't remember what it's like to not hurt... but I know in the morning I'll close my eyes, take a deep breath, push everything away, and pretend nothing can touch me.

We lay together on the grass, holding eachother, cuddling... you may be there touching me, kissing me, whispering to me but I can't feel you here anymore because somewhere in the back of your head you're off with one of them...