I feel like our love is dying. I love you. Do I? I can't live without you. But does that mean I love you? I hate you sometimes. I hate everything you are and wish you could be what you aren't. The insecurities snap at me. Your coldness cuts through me. You make me feel like I'm mad, crazy and stupid. You make me feel insecure. I feel like a moth flying around a light. Blind. And stupid. I feel like you take me for granted. You don't make me laugh anymore. I resent you slightly. I don't know what I want from you. I don't know how you can fix things. Stop making me miserable.
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