How do I know if you love me like I love you?

I may cry myself to sleep at night, wondering why it doesn't feel so right, never knowing what to do, always longing to be with you, but I'm still me.

The thing I fear most isn't to die, it's just the opposite, it's to stay alive

In the darkness I sit, absorbing it all in. Letting the pain surge through every inch of my body, Succumbing to it's sting. And I laugh to myself because I truly believed you wouldn't leave me...

If we shadows have offended, think but this and all is mended, if we have but slumbered here, while these visions did appear, and this weak and idle theme, no more yielding than a dream

I can feel the pain as I die in vain, the blood flowing my brain going, I begin to realize my life is finalized and I’m going to die, I’m going to die cold and alone and no one is here to save me

I slit my wrist and begin to bleed and in the puddle of blood that will appear all my problems will disappear.

I'll always be beside you until the very end, wiping all your tears away, being your best friend. I'll smile when you smile and feel all the pain you do, and if you cry a single tear I promise you I'll cry too.

If you ever get lonely, look at the spaces between your fingers and remind yourself that mine fit in there perfectly.

I'm not supposed to love you, I'm not supposed to care, I'm not supposed to live my life wishing you were there, I'm not supposed to wonder where you are or what you do, sorry I just couldn't help myself, I fell in love with you.