Kill yourself.

Sometimes I need to step back and take a breath. Bash everything I have in order to reach my senses and realize that that is everything I have. Sometimes we need a break to realize how much we care or appreciate what it is we have. I think you need a break from me, before I drive you crazy. You don’t talk to me I’m mad, you talk to me i’m mad. Say I love you, I’m mad, don’t say it and I’m sad. Nothing you do is ok. Nothing anymore puts a smile on my face. I am not sad or losing face, I’m just tired of all the disgrace. And if I reread this another day. I hope I am in a better place. I hope we don’t let our relationship break.

-Drea