its killing me that im making you feel bad.. that im making you feel the way that you feel..
these days, i wish that i was created with an iron heart instead, to not feel, to not care..
but i do care.. i even bleed thinking how i make you feel.
yes i love you. i know that much. but what about love? what about it? i have been there once and look where it got me? right exactly at this place where i dont trust people, where im always scared.
so what do i do now?