I wasn't lying when I said that I loved you, hell I still fucking do. yet every time we talk I feel so exhausted, I'm always there for you and you know I always will be but why can't you do the same? is that too much to ask of you? Am I being selfish here? I know you say you’re bad at comforting and all but guess what so am I yet I still fucking try for you. Guess you can't do the same,huh? I don't hate you for this surprisingly, i've told you this before but i don't think i can hate you. Do you really love me though? Do you need me in your life? Or do you want me in your life?