Not sure if you were my first love but I trusted you and by trying to "protect me", you've hurt me even more. I want you to come back but at the same time, I don't want you anymore. I want the memories and what we lost along the way. I want to care less and embrace the messes we both are and I also wanted to feel secure and safe with you and you just led me on and confuse me even more. Why did you put this wall between us when we could have been so happy and careless together? It could have worked out but I guess you just didn't like me enough and although this is beyond your control, I really wish, even now, to hear you say: "I want you and I want this to work. I will try my best to make that happen."