Tell me how did we get here, how did we become so wrong? Why, how do you manage to push me to the edge till there's no room left to breath.
Just like how you need me to understand that those people are in your past, you need to understand that it's the same fr me too. I'm with you, the longer you allow that thought to feed onto your emotions it will eventually be there. Please, I beg you, Stop, stop it. I can't.