avoid the uninevitable. you've got to be joking me. take a look at the words being used in context. this is nothing. i am given nothing but false hope. for what? happiness? life? can you really tell me? what's the point. you know already apparently how all of this will end, you've told me. i will forget, right? that's what you suspect. do you really think that it's that easy. YOU CAN'T JUST ERASE PEOPLE FROM YOUR MEMORY. these feelings will never fade, they're like a knife piercing through my fucking skin. what do you want from me? what can i fucking do for you? i'm so confused and i'm in this spiraling downfall of emotions and i just can't manage to get myself up there. there are so many things i want to do, that i have stopped because in you i found some sort of happiness. a patch i've made out of you, you've filled this gaping hole in my heart, and you know you have. you've filled that empty space inside of me. i can't just forget you. i fucking hate that i love you, cause i fucking know that you love me too. simple words and you make me smile. all the time. why can't i get the guts to tell you every single thing going through my mind? what is this? love? or attatchment? emotionally? i don't know, but i don't want to be with out you, and i sound like such a sap. i know i do. i never thought of myself as a hopeless romantic...but i am.