devour your brain

I know why am I so messed up. I know. I miss him and I'm to afraid to lose my family. I love my family with all my heart, nobody compares, nobody, I could die for them, I swear.

And this rascal can't get out of my heart, he's no longer in my mind, his figure was ceased from my mind like a month ago, but the leftover remains in my heart. I miss him, I care about him, and I think I love him for my mom said if you wake up and the first thing you do is thinking about that person, you are in love. Then I love him, but I'm so confused. I'm hurt right now and still torturing myself with this song by The Maine called These Four Words, I'm damned.

I hate you for making me like this, for leaving me barefoot like this. I hate you for not care about my life, I do really need someone to talk about my family, I love them like too much, and I'm sure you can say something that can calm me down. Or maybe you can call me in the middle of the night and tell about your stories, you voice will ease my aches.

I do really hope you read about this, I do. Just be my friend if you don't want me to love you. Just. Be. My. Friend. because I trust noone, except you. I do really hope you'd be here right now, as friend, as stranger, as anything you want. I'm so desperate.