My dear angel,
Here I am in this room again thinking of you. Why do I do this to myself? To cause unneeded pain, to give me a reason to hurt myself, or to just kill myself and get this worthless thing I call my life over. Yet I can't, I can't, that will cause pain to the ones I love, it would be selfish. My suffering is something I have hidden behind a fake smile for all these years, and held all these tears back from the world, giving up would make all of it worth nothing. Giving something as important as a life up, even one as useless as mine, over something as unimportant as my feelings for you would be irresponsible. Yes my feelings for