I wanted to believe that seeing you again wouldn’t tear me down. I wanted to accept the lies you told me in the beginning as the absolute truth this time. Yet again, I’m hindering myself through your presence and the thought alone sickens me. Loving you isn’t hard and you know it. I understand that you’ll never care the way I do, I mean that’s if you even care at all. But the greatest gift you could ever give me would be to set me free.