I stuck with you through everything. When nobody else was there for you, you always had me to talk to. It’s because I liked you. I still do. I would do anything for you. I’ve done so much yo help you including getting you out of taking you finals. But now you’re dating someone else and it hurts. Everyday I wake up feeling betrayed and unloved. I’ve been suicidal and I started cutting. Most of it is because of you. I have liked people before, but you are special. Id even go as far to say that I love you. I love your smile, your laugh, your intelligence, and your beautiful heart. You’ve always been nice to me and that’s great, but I don’t think you quite understand what I’m feeling. I’m dying inside and you can’t see that. I try to avoid seeing you in person because when I do I want to cry. I especially avoid talking to you when you are with him because I get uncomfortable as hell. It’s okay though. I get it. You’re not the first person to hurt me, but you have hurt me more than anyone else. These feelings I have for you are overwhelming. As I’m writing this I have a razor blade on the table next to me and I’m considering taking my life. I wish you understood. I wish things were different. I love you no matter how much I wish I didn’t. Maybe some day you will open your eyes and see how much I actually care and how much better I could treat you. Until then, goodbye.