We aren't friends anymore and here's really why. There was a boy and I loved him so much. He was the only one that I felt I had ever truly loved. I had him. I was on top of the fucking world. He was mine. But you were sad and I knew that you having him would make you better, so I let you have him. I didn't think that I really even cared that much until i became extremely depressed and I would tell you about it and you knew the reason why and you didn't care. You only cared that you were happy. And there is the difference. There is why I deserve the world but somehow don't have it. And there is why you have the world but don't deserve it. It's crazy how this works but somehow it does.

i’m so scared i’m not enough for you but i’m even more scared i am