Hey you

Hey sweetheart, The world is sleeping, and I am...numb. It's almost 3, and the day will soon begin new. I want to destroy the chirping birds that echo throughout the dark cold night. I hate you so much right now. I can bleed and not feel pain, but for some reason I cannot like/love without your presence. It's different. It's unusual. I just want you near. I think about you constantly. I can't believe what I put myself through. I'm falling, and I don't like it. It's not right; it doesn't feel like the right way. I can't help but think the worst. I can't believe it. Will you still love me in July? Did you ever get close to that point? Have you held back? Should I do the same? I wish I knew what I was doing. I wish I knew who you were doing. I wish I didn't. I wish my mind didn't work like this. I wish and bitch way too much. Don't forget me. Promise me that? Turo