i dont seem to stop writing my poems and it seems so useless for me to write them if he wont even read them gosh am i such a fool to be feeling like this for him i want to fight just for him but he doesnt let me. when i try my hardest to fight for him and my other dear friend it was never in my intentions to fall for either of them even when he tells me to stop i cant help it but wanting to speak with him even more. while i try to fight my best to keep him with me i also fight to keep the other happy no matter wat so that the life wont scape out of him or me my feelings are so incedibly unstable i feel like i wont be able to breath soon the life scapes so very slowly and i wish to come back but it feels like am way to deep to see the light that remains show me that you still care dont let me die dont let me taint your soul with this unforgiven sin that i have just for you.