Happy?

Of course she's not happy with me. Who would be?

Emotions

I have no emotions. I am a machine. I am incapable of loving. I am incapable of thought. I am incapable of freedom. I am incapable of anything.

Successful

I guess some people are more talented than others.

I try. I give it, maybe not my all, but plenty enough of it. Why is it that others who don't even seem to try are more successful than me? Is it just a test, or is this the way life will be for me?

Lies...

"He had to lie to do that. He was a fake, careless bastard. You're genuine and loving and truthful. And sometimes the truth hurts but you make me happy and I love you .."

That's the truth...

"I still care about him because he was my friend. He helped me through everything. I don't know if I still have feelings for him as a friend or as something more than that, but it doesn't matter, because I'm with you, and I love you."

Frustrating

Well isn't this just nice?!

They ask me a question. They tell me to answer. I answer. They don't like my answer. They tell me to change my answer to theirs. Then they tell me to be honest. I am honest. They tell me to stop being honest.

THE woman

"Yes

But I just have to make sure..

I'm letting myself love you

I'm letting you become a part of me

I'm letting you be the source of my happiness

I'm letting all these things happen that I know I shouldn't

against my better judgment ..

And now I need you

I'm weak without you

So..don't leave me.. don't let me crumple up into notthing...

I'm not strong enough to lose you"

 

...I love you