Just let me.

I mean damn, what do I say? You don't understand the language that my tears speak, each one falling involuntarily, saying only what I wish I could tell you. I once said, love is when only her happiness is what matters. What if you want to be the happiness. What if it kills you everyday you wake up and you aren't? How do you tell her she is your world, that your love never once decreased, only increased over the time. When you hear her voice, you feel the same jumpiness you felt when you started to like her. Only a tear soaked pillow to comfort you when you know she is/was in another's arms. Just let me, I promised once before and I refuse to break it, always and forever.

Love hurts.