I want to tell you this
You are not the only one suffering
Cliché, right?
So I just want to add that if you think I don't damn understand how you are feeling, then maybe, I don't
We can have different perspective of everything and anything
It's just that, you were asking for help and damn, I am helping you!
And then you threw knives at me, always insisting you'll never be okay
Damn it! I know how very anxious and depressing you are getting but if you think I will give up, let me tell you this
I WILL NEVER GIVE UP ON YOU
Even if one day you'll say I must
Even if one day you'll kill me instantly with your confusions and psychotic murderous tendency
But please, just please!
Glue the broken pieces of yourself that I have gathered for you
I can't do this alone
Please
Tell me this,
Tell me that you will also do some work for yourself and not only depend on me
You asked for help a lot of times
But you kept on rejecting that whenever I give you one, two and million times
Tell me
Don't you also want to see the end of this mortal life of ours and still together, while I hold your hands? And kiss you while the sun sets, not only for the night but for the mystifying next part of death?