I did not even dare to go back home.
I just couldn’t let them see those tears. How am I suppose to explain. Pain, that excruciating pain is so familiar. I sat at the staircase for 2 hours, looking at my tears soak your jacket.
I’m sorry I dirtied it.
I am at point in our relationship where I am completely and utterly helpless already. The fear of losing you is pushing me on. But it is not making me any happy. We are upset for almost every single thing. Can this ever be improved? You wouldn’t tell me what you exactly want. I tried to achieve whatever you want. I have tried my best, I really did. I spent the entire night folding straw hearts for you. Till my fingers shivered and hurt. I woke up 4 hours later to specially make sandwiches for you. All in hope that you would feel better. I stopped talking to people you don’t want me to. I took initiative cause you wanted me to. You are still not happy.
Do you still want this person here that cannot give you what you want? I am losing confidence of keeping you.
Thats all I can say for now. I am lost for words.
