You meant everything to me, you still do. I would have done anything to make you happy. You make me so fucking happy, seeing your face or even a text from you. Hearing your voice, it all makes me happy. I wish you nothing but happiness but it breaks me knowing that I can never be that for you. You will never be happy with me. I understand why, because I would be emarrassed to be around me as well. I wish you would see me the way I see you but I guess not.