I just want to talk to you but I know, that I cant, that i wont, that ill never be able to, I dont have the strength anymore, I just want all this to end, to go back to the way we were before I loved you, before I realised it was too late, before I....

At what point did I begin to love you? At what point did you steal my heart? How did this happen? And where do we go from here? Your not talking to me anymore... and I... Just cant stop thinking about you but.... I guess this is the begining of an end.

Its the strangest thing, when I talked to you, I never knew what we couldve been, now I see what I should've done, and I hate myself for being the fool I am and always will be.