about you.about us. about SHIT that i cant control.
i feel fucking useless.
so i was going to give you this flower.it was white. it was beautiful.and reminded me of you.
i picked it this morning. i woke up at 5:30 am. went outside, it was really dark out. i couldnt see much. walked around my street till i found a flower bush, and i adbucted that damn flower from its bush. i was so excited to give it to you later in the afternoon. hoping that it would make you feel a tiny bit better. hoping you would realize that i would sneak out of my house in the weeeee hours of the morning to pick flowers for you any day.
but it died. i carried it with me all day around school. and it whithered away, consuming itself. i should've thought it out. i wasnt about to give you a whithered flower.im sorry.
i hate seeing you sad. i hate feeling like i cant make you happy.i want you to not have to worry about anything when you're with me. i dont like knowing that you are stressing out because of me. i just want to be someone that doesn't let you down.
i just wanted to see you smile.
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