I feel like a fool, a child, chasing shadows. I wanted you to see that I was here for you. That I didn't care what happened to me as long as you understood how I felt! As long as you knew. But then again, no matter how hard I tried to pursued you not to let go of this little bit of will you had left, everything I said went unheard. It's hurting me.

Cutting me deeper than any knife could ever. And trust me I've tried that.

The amount of times I have apologized to you is amazing. I'm not even sure there's a number to suit it. And half the time it wasn't even my fault or my doing. But you still don't see how much I care. You don't see that it's hurting me watching you be like this. And it will kill me seeing you leave. That I can be sure of. That I will make happen.

If all else is lost then all I want is for you to stay. I have supported you ever since we met. But then again, you are of your own free will, and I cannot stop you no matter what it is you decide to do. Just know that if you go, I go. I promise.

Cross my heart.

[ This is for my two best friends. The only ones I have. And they both want to leave. Both want to die. ]