day twenty eight
why can't you realize that we all care about you? trust me, I know it can be hard. I have the scars to show it. but you can trust me, you don't have to keep everything inside the way you do. the cure starts with letting go, with relieving your problems. and I'm here to help. you're so sweet and smart. you know exactly what to say whenever I'm down, and you always put others before yourself. you're amazing...
you're so beautiful. your silver eyes can make anyone stop and stare for hours on end. they say eyes are the windows to your soul, but you won't open up. and it scares me. you need to stop torturing yourself, you need to stop saying you deserve this. you don't. you don't deserve to feel all this pain. you deserve to be happy, but you need to start now or...
or one day, you're going to blow up. just like I did, before I met you. you don't want—I don't want that to happen to you.
trust me, I know how bad it is.
I have the scars to show it.