Mi sento un po’ come il mare, abbastanza calma per intraprendere nuovi rapporti umani ma periodicamente in tempesta per allontanare tutti, per starmene da sola.
I can’t stand this anymore.
I hate being away from you.
I hate not talking to you.
I hate all of this.
I hate myself for letting you go. I hate myself for not trying harder. I hate myself for not being what you needed.
Because you are everything I need and everything I want.
I am lost without you.