come back.

i don't think i can make it without you.

i didn't mean it before.

i was just afraid.

so afraid.

come back.

There's an empty spot in my heart. One that is never filled. It's like every day, I miss a new part of you, and another part of me fades away. 

Is that normal?

Probably not.

When I pushed you away, I didn't mean it. When I said I didn't want you, I wanted to hold you in my arms. When I told you I hated you, I really meant that I hated myself. But I couldn't tell you that.

So I yelled and said things I didn't mean, things I can never take back. I was so, so wrong. And I'm so sorry.

In the end, it doesn't really matter if you forgive me, because I will never forgive myself. 

The funny thing is that I really thought it would work. Somehow, we made sense to me. And then we started falling in love and I realized just how screwed I was.

I love you. And it's so scary. I love your dimples. I love the way you laugh awkwardly when you don't know what to say. I love how sassy you get when you think you're right and no one believes you. I love you, and I don't think I'll ever stop.

I know I deserve someone else.

But I want you.