I tell him I like him, he doesn’t like me the say way, he says sorry and I say don’t worry it’s okay. The adrenaline running through my veins at that very moment I press send but my life and joy has come to an end.

With every broken piece I pick up to help fix everything, the pieces begin to go missing. I don’t know what to do nor what to expect but now I know that I am the one that was dissected. Not just from the inside but also on the out side, but I am still the one that has not cried.

My last breath signals my death I cannot see it’s pitch black I know I will never come back, you cross my mind but I’m undefined, you see I’m not perfect so whatever but you may never want to be together, my heart still crumbles as well as it burns but it’s not my turn. Everyone lives knowing you’re not happy but do they know we are super crappy.