I shouldn’t have said any of that, but I want you to know I’m here. I can’t cope or move on but I don’t care. I know I apologise all the tim but that’s because I fuck up all the time. Sorry.

I know I said I wouldn’t be there for her, But I just can’t help but be there for her, She can hurt me as much to her hearts desire, But my love still burns like a fire,

I’m shit when it comes to keeping a oath, I know that to us both, The love we shared was special, But hanging on caused too much hassal,

I said I would never write again, But that was then, And this is now, And I’m going to break that vow

I wrote this while drunk, My broken heart has sunk, You chose him I know, But I cannot let you go, I will be here always, Ready to catch you when you fall, Forever and a day.

Cos I have really intense emotional outbursts where I cry, scream and self harm but the next minuite I’m emotionally dead and drink and exercise for hours on end, and I don’t sleep. Man I is fucked up.

“who the fuck are you” - me

“I’m the guy you paid to pretend to be your friend, remember” - him

“some fucking friend you are, my glass is empty” - me

It’s officially been a whole week since i’ve slept, gonna break a world record or something. But to be honest I think I’m just scared of it. Yeah that’s it Your scared of sleeping haha now fuck off and get another drink haha

Brotherly love, the men I’d be happy to live with and happier to die with.

But I feel like I’ve given up and I just want to be sure that you chose him and not me and you won’t change your mind. Or do you two already go out?

This will be my last post. Sometimes when you love someone you have to let go. Clichè I know but true. When she want someone else it’s selfish to hold on and if you do then you don’t love. The greatest thing you can do to show your love is to simply let her go, free to do as she pleases. If she doesn’t love you then nothing matters. The earth, the sun and the stars. This isn’t a poem and I don’t believe I will ever write one again. My inspiration is dead and so is my soul. I welcome death as a relif nota burden.