I'm hurting so you give me space,
but it is not space I want.
It's hard to be alone when you've always been here for me.
I feel like no one understands
no one, that is, but you.
But now that you are hurting,
I don't know what to do.
My life and yours are a living hell full of pain and self loathing.
All of that on top of school is bound to be too much.
I cannot be there for you, nor you for me, and the pain of that is
hurting me.
It's not your fault, it never was
I brought this upon myself.
I really want to help you, and I'm sure you wish to help me,
yet we have our own lives to fix.
We need to work on ourselves.
But remember, and I will remember too, I am always here for you.