“Don’t you think I would spend more time with you if you could make me happier doing that? As it is now, you’re so volatile that half of my conscious time is spent thinking of ways to keep you cheerful and to not piss you off….
You know we have a great time together when you’re happy….but when you’re not and you treat my like crap, sometimes I wonder why I go all the way to your house or office to see you….
It doesn’t matter what mood I’m in….whether *we* are happy or not is always dictated by whether *you* are happy….”
I try to be better. I try to be normal. I try to be happy. But sometimes I think that you may be better off without me. As much as it hurts me, I wonder if it would be so wrong to just let you go. I can’t afford to promise you that I’ll try anymore. I can’t afford to disappoint you anymore. I can’t afford to see your hurting words anymore. I love you, but it’s not enough.
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