You're the reason I feel bad about myself.
You're the reasons I cry myself to sleep.
You're the cause of the cuts on my arm.
You're the reason I hate myself.
I hope you're happy!
It's been 3 days since I last saw this person, and since then I've dreamed about that person plus 2 more each night. The dreams go together and it's awkward because as much as I wish they were true they would never be true.