DeepBreath

Alone is what I have. 
Alone protects me. 

Go ahead and hate me. 
Go ahead and ignore me. 
Go ahead and overlook me. 
Go ahead and bully me. 
Go ahead and hurt me. 

It's nothing I haven't gone through before. 

them: "he likes someone else you know. he just told us." 

me: *can't speak, about to cry*

them: "just get over it." 

I've spent my lifetime saving my friends. But I'm slowly dying in the process. 

Does it make you happy to see me in pain? Are you p r o u d of yourself?

I say that I've forgotten about you, and everything you did to me.                                                                 But then the nightmares come back,                                                                                                       And I can't lie to myself in my dreams. 

i hate how you make me feel about you.                                                                                                    
i hate how you make me feel about me.                                                                                                      
i hate how you make me feel about life.                                                                                                      
i hate how you make me want to die. 

you hugged me and said you never wanted to let me go

but then you did

today's my birthday!
any twins?

what if i never get the courage to tell him?
what happens then?