I’m so torn. I don’t fucking know what to do. I hope you’re parents are taking care of you. I hope with every fibre of my being that you start getting help, and try to contact me. I fucking love you. I do. And I wish you would talk to me. I wish you didn’t feel the need to be with HER. It’s literally destroying me.
I don’t know what I want from you anymore. I wish I could wake up from this nightmare, turn over and see you sound asleep beside me.
Thanks for not completely ignoring my attempt to talk to you last night. I shouldn’t, but I still love you. Don’t think that means I ever want to be in a relationship with you again though.
All my love,