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I can never say how i truly feel. Part of it probably because there’s too much, i dont know where to start, i dont know how to explain. I feel like im being mentally abused and im so scared. Am i causing it or is someone else? 

Happy Valentines Day Lover

Just like any other day i still wish you happy valentines. To receive love from you on this day is just as special like any other day. Happy valentines to my almost lover. 

I am convinced that each person I have given myself to whole heartedly holds a piece of me.  A piece that I will never be able to get back.  A fragment of myself, of who I once was and who I will never be again.

I met my biggest heartbreak. I’m not there yet but i stared into his eyes. It felt like i made eye contact with death because it felt quite the same. I wanted to beg but I couldn’t open my mouth, i was too overwhelmed. 

At one point I feel like I am forcing myself to feel things. Making myself feel bad for no absolute reason because when I don’t, I’d think of worse things. 

I like you. I really really like you but I’m scared of taking granted of the word people usually use when they really really like someone. And it’s sad that you don’t like me back. I know the reasons why but i wont say it. I need you to say it. To use the excuse we’re friends isn’t valid anymore. We do things that no one usually does in a friendship.