and get it over with. look me in the eyes and tell me. tell me you don't want to be with me. tell me you think you're better off with him. tell me he makes you smile. tell me he gives you butterflies. tell me nothing i could do could ever add up to him. tell me that he's smarter than I am. tell me that he's stronger than I am. tell me that he has a better influence on you than I do. tell me that he appreciates you more than i do. tell me that he makes you laugh. tell me that he tries harder. tell me that he kisses better. tell me that you feel safe in his arms. tell me that you have a better time around him. tell me that he does more than I ever could to show how much he cares. tell me that you trust him more. tell me that you enjoy his company. tell me that you talk to him more. tell me that he calls more. tell me that he gives more. tell me that I will never amount to anything he has ever done or said to or for you.
Because it is your inability to look me in the eyes and say these things that is why I am still here.
Because know that you can't say these things because you know they are not true.
Because you know you would be happy with me, but you think you're pleasing your friends, when they couldn't fucking care less.
Because I love you.
Because I am an idiot.
I know you still care for me.
I know you still think of me.
I know you know that I would be better for you.
I know you know you could be happy with me.
But if I am wrong, all that I ask is get it over with and kill me. Tell me how it is. Tear me down to the ground, theres not much left of me so it will be very easy to do so. Let me rise again and start a new. Please.
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