Missing someone. Its horrible isn’t it. You know the kind of gets inside you makes you hurt. I know why its hurting. It’s hurting because I’m scared of losing what I’ve got. Your not here to hold me and I hate it. I spent so much time convincing myself that I hate you and that I don’t care. I knew it was never true, I just didn’t want to let you in. But im sure you are now. I’m me when I’m with you. You know everything about me and for the first time ever it terrifies me. Your going to leave, just when I’m ready to let you stay. Your going to leave because that’s what happens. When I’m happy, it cannot just be. I am so scared its going to go wrong.
Please don’t go.
I love you. 

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Being honest, I’m so lonely, I really am. I’m lonely when I’m on my own, I become consumed with my thoughts and with my past and with nothingness all at the same time. 

The saddest part about being lonely is that I’m still alone even when I am with company. It comforts me to some degree but my demons don’t care, they persist to destroy me. No body else is in my head. I can never make anyone understand. I can never be honest enough to let people even try. I’m just alone, in everything all the time. I am slowly destroying myself and I can’t stop. 

I dont know what to do or where to go from here. I’m terrified and I don’t know what of. I just feel sick, deep to the pit of my stomach. I think I’m crazy.

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