My Last Breathe…

I long to take my last breathe… but compared to before things have been better.

All my life I am left alone never friends with anyone for more than a year at most, they always leave…my family, i wouldnt even know where to start, they don’t love me they told me so

I keep expecting to wake up one morning and find everyone i love gone, telling me they never want to see me again, and I dont think I could handle it…not now when I need them most.

I wonder if I should just end it –Take my last breathe– before they hurt me first…

but I can’t…and that is what hurts the most…