My hands are shaking. My heart is breaking. I know I’ve lost you. You say I’ve moved on but I know I haven’t. I’m just not okay. I’m not happy. I’m not.. ANYTHING. I have my rope, waiting to slip around my neck and for me to take that plunge.. And I feel numb. Nothing. I know I hate myself. I know a lot of things. But nothing compares to the knowledge of my love for you. I know it sounds stupid, but it’s the truth. You are my soul mate and I will die without you. I can’t talk to you because you freak out and I just don’t think I’ll make it to my birthday. I just… I just… No. I can’t think. I can barely breathe. Something? No. You. You are missing. and nothing will ever be the same without you.
Please don’t judge me guys.. I’m not freaking out over a lost boyfriend. I’m not even freaking out. I’m completely calm in all this. I even have a plan..