YOU tell me i’m crazy when I want your attention. You think i’m crazy when i’m genially upset and need a shoulder to cry on, you make me the bad one. It is always my fault..
You tell me its all okay yet when i get upset you claim its my fault
You tell me you will work on things, but you also tell me its my actions as to why you can’t achieve them
You want me to love you but you can’t even send me a good morning text letting me know that you’re thinking of me
You tell me you want to stay and question being with me when I am weak
You want the best of me and not the worst, you want my happiness but you cannot understand my depression, you want me to be happy but you don’t try any harder..
people tell me this is unhealthy… i tell them