hey just a thought, to be honest... it's been on my mind a lot, if you knew that I was dying inside, tell me, would you let me rot...? it's crazy cuz you different then I thought, but I still love you love you crazy even all them times we fought, just thinking bout what you said puts my stomach in a knot... how you want me to hold on but you steady letting go... I know you know that I'm in pain but I try not to let it show... you know I can't really talk because I do the same, but the thought of something happening to you can't leave me brain... so this is what it feels like when they deal with me... but what does running do, nothing... but the love it gives me something... sometimes I wonder would things be better if I just leave? but the thought of me without you... don't know if I can breathe... going crazy the days don't even know just what I need...