"Three Little Words"
Author: Aftertaste of a Razorblade
"Look, I'm sorry I've been such a lousy friend. I don't know, I guess I've just never...liked...anyone this much before. I don't really know what to do, being in this position. I wish I could make you feel better. Instead I think I only make you feel worse. God, God, why do I have to be me? Why couldn't I be one of those people who says the right thing, at exactly the right time, and just for once I could cheer you up a little. Just for once. I feel like you're slipping...I don't know where you're slipping to, or if it's my fault or not, but...I feel kind of like I'm losing you. I don't mean losing you as a friend. I mean losing you as person. I don't know. I'll just come out and say it. Are you suicidal or something? 'Cause if you are you can get help. They have hotlines for that stuff. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I don't know. I wish I was better at this shit."
"But I guess I've said 'sorry' so many times it's becoming meaningless, isn't it? Sorry, sorry. Oh look. I'm doing it again. God! I don't know. I just don't know. I really wish I could make sense of my feelings...my feelings for you, all the feelings running through my head. Truth is...I've never liked anyone this much before. I guess, now that I'm in the situation, now that I finally feel the way I wished I could feel my whole life...I don't know, I guess I don't want to anymore. No! No! Not because it's you I feel this way about! Don't think that at all! If I have to feel like this about someone, I'm glad it's you. You make me feel good. You make me like me. Almost. It's impossible for me to really like me, I suppose. But the closest I come to really like who I am is when I'm with you. I wish I could do the same. I mean, I know I can't, but I wish I could. I wish I could make you feel as good as you make me feel."
"I know, I know, that sounds fucking crazy, doesn't it? Ugh. I knew it did. Look...you can just ignore me if I'm starting to creep you out. I mean...ugh, I just screwed it up again. There was, there was something I really wanted to say to you. But something I don't have the guts to say. Something I'm crazy, I guess, for even thinking. I mean, you'll never feel the same way or anything, so what's the point? I don't know. I guess I just wanted to tell you that...you're, uh, you're a good friend. You're always a good friend. Um, yeah. That's it. That's all. Ignore my babbling. But...I don't know, let me give you a hug or something before you go. I don't know. I wish I knew what to say to you. I never do. You have that effect on me. Some people do. I just really wish I knew what to say to make you feel all right. You always know what to say to me. I guess...I don't know. Forget it. Just forget it. I don't know how to say it anyway."